What If Transparency

What if Transparency we make love we give love yet sadness almost always fills our hearts there is a great void that block that imagination a peer of a sullen mast explosion still we are not mere robots in our circle of friends socialites with chatter boxes for voices we run circles around the exterior base paint pictures in the sky of an alabaster box in disguise the maddening hedges that fumigate the montage display perhaps this was the exact place where nomads went torn lashes in their visible spent brevity yet we arrange music in our heads as if for a brief moment we are reluctant to its sound the sun dial points to north but we persist going south a beautiful arrangement of flower beds out on the lattice ledge colors forming of a sparkling array of brilliance with blue & red Yet to become transparent in the madness of the day through a setting sun we run as naked predators out to pasture never to prepare for the great here after through its rudimentary laws of logic we lie helpless A tug at the heart will light the spark to where we need to go The promise that was made in the dark has now come to light A bitter sweet ending from all its strife left to ourselves we can do nothing lest we are attached to the vine Crafted in great elegance for all the world to see What is my last but parting plea Transparency