Left By The Wayside

Softly, gently crying, wishing, hoping for clarity of mind- ending thoughts. Listening, creating, building, attentively attuned to inner imagination. Wordlessly proffering a timid hand, a fearful sequence of selves amid the scheme of life. Securing knowledge left by the wayside, hidden in counterfeit coverlets, covered with lies. Fruitfully thoughtful, chagrined at the state of affairs brought to bear against the testimony of gentle reminders. Wisdom pitted against the destiny of man and his licentious whimsical behavior.