Signature of Time

Not everything defines clarity and purpose, Things can at times equal no explanation. The spirit is incandescent with different moods, An actor acts,an artist paints while a poet declaims. To float on through but only at my own behest, The outcome of my journey time knows best. No one was born bad no soul by choice unwise, On the battlefield in the theater of life our honor we compromise. I ask you what shall i do? A silence that prevails i know not too. Love and peace which of both will be mine? To savor an understanding of life perhaps in the signature of time.