Waited.
perched high ‘ver moon
Twirled fingers eyes horizon
splashing shadows ‘ver cast.
Spectacle for our generation
Cast dream ‘ver yonder
Sun reach out yon
Make us nation and
out this long night
for knights mighty stand
wheedling future pasts.
T’s our testimony:
arrived too soon
bayed destiny ‘ver deaf pasts
hand me sun
future past ink must dry.
Breath t’s pages the wry
Testament—ancestors grey in wisdom
masters of temporality decry
eternal kingdoms,
monuments,
mound ‘ternity chains,
our kins and the ring of fate
T’s circle must stand unto faith
seals future moments.
