Now and Evermore

Now and evermore

The final flight is past.
With closing eye the cycle is complete
and heavy on the fair receiving ground
is reconciling, confirmation
of the fall--a quivering wing
to bless us all, to save us
from insouciance, naivete,
unfounded hope
.
Within the weak, the strong,
awareness hovering, -for there
among the dying are the winds of change,
the moment they've been waiting for,
rushing in to lead the dance,
to take that moment, singular,
conjunction of beginning and of end
that slips away from time,
enshrined somewhere corruption may not know.

Yet as our fingers loose their grasp,
there is one truth remaining;
one aphorism still is left behind...
there is no peace upon the earth.
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