Unremarkable Journeys

The unremarkable journey we make by giving up...

Clockwork time and inordinate spaces
Are unparalleled
In their divine scope.
They grasp for enormous depths
And shake up very little
In this world of people, purpose, and things;
For it is a universe of like beings and objects,
Transcendentally mirrored,
With their opposing unlikenesses
Creating friction as well as
Moral uncertainty in a challenging,
And oftentimes impossible to surmise,
Reality of political bearing and actions.
Truth and lies exist together in time and space,
Adjuncts to deeper, meaningful learning;
Skeptics forever holding the throne
Of innate and warranted distrust,
All trying mightily to recapture the glory
Which was hope,
With perhaps a little kindness
And love to their future benefactors.
A provisionary clock that chimes in a tiny space
Provided for it
Will likely never satisfy one’s eternal longing
For giving in…