thawing came to me too late
twas something never contemplate
but ice did leave albeit slowly
in an atmosphere reminiscent holy
and as the mist and vapour cleared
the harmonies that i once feared
throughout the journeys and the ages
now turned from tomes’ expressive pages
and words they spilled forth from my lips
a corona-like, mind-brain eclipse
such a wealth of passion aching
and light as though a world in making
then met the eyes of those so blessed
as souls and memories acquiesced
their futures now thus predicated
gone are days anticipated
the end, beginning, present wedded
through flesh, compassion so embedded
thawing came too late to save
this awe inspired and lowly knave
but read on to the very end
for perpetuity he does send
a gift to others might liquefy
and meltankos should so defy
©HeyHey 2013
