! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! * Curves Of Meaning *! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Time reels though moments in seconds everything earthly has its own rise and fall heaving mysteries encored within as truth dissipates in direction of reality deciphering code of illusions. From dawn to dusk and beyond we do have own dreams as soliloquies in mid summer curves of meaning never crunch into fear of reality or religion as genuflection of dew retiring over grass blade to golden rays for sun wakening into redemption, passage of time gets defrayed as reclaimed through emancipation dawn riffles in dulcet tones eyes smear mystery refuting darkness by flornce of beauteous glow and twilight cries of its innocence in silhouettes of own delusion