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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425107" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Frond Bond Standing Under, Above and Beyond Understanding - after Bryan Waller Procter Pre-Existence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One dreams beyond the palm-tree fronds tinged pink by sunset which<br>paints picture pink, inspires to think, on comings, goings, rich<br>that here inspire the poets lyre to muse on present, past, <br>on currents' flows, on Natures shows, on shadows all things cast.<br>One feels at ease amid light breeze beneath palm trees by beach, <br>sand dunes behind have underlined deep themes that seem to teach<br>Life journeys on, no soon begun than done, sun story passed<br>to higher planes - to start again chance karmic dance at last? <br> <br>One sits beside wide sea to see wee sandy grain once rock<br>which doubtless stood out centuries would, mighty, lightly mock<br>sun, wind and rain that Time's reign trained to slowly infiltrate<br>nooks, chinks and crannies summer heat expanded at a rate<br>which seemed so slow - years ebb and flow - when measured by the clock<br>whose hands crept fast as seasons passed relentlessly, tick-tock.<br> <br>One sits on sand to understand and silently take stock<br>of passing time which in rhyme's chime stands out and, with a shock, <br>one asks again how fame, task, gain can matter; what seemed great<br>is shattered, tattered, blown away one day by ebb tide Fate.<br>Yet still one thinks at water's brink till suddenly the cock<br>begins to crow, 'tis time to go, Life's mysteries unlock. <br> <br>One bends light waves when wonder craves to wander with insight, <br>enlightened caves, beyond slave graves, to trace ways to unite<br>hope's stalactite, scope's stalagmite, to fight face values' bait <br>which ties rope tight round fears found slight, quite groundless, reprobate.<br>Creative thought, rich caught, to naught to often fades as night<br>to dawn defers, morn mourns, prefers to dream strange theme, changed bill of rights. <br> <br>What's safe, what sure, stray waif, secure? All ends in wormwood box.<br>Bought sinecure, sought cancer cure, fight mortal paradox.<br>Time's skeins unwind, wane, mind's refrain release finds seeking peace, <br>few key to tunes which cue to runes foretelling change won't cease.<br>Our memories freed from mistakes, fake cash greed, crash, boom, bust, <br>enigmas solve before dissolved, resolve spurned, turned to dust. <br> <br>One would reach out beyond beach, flout horizons fixed, finite, <br>beyond restraints where courage faints to find wings for mind's flight <br>which soar beyond poor petty pond to ponder second state<br>where cares today may melt away as hope can conjugate<br>eternity in sandy grain, see beauty shining bright<br>as time and tide are put aside and never know goodnight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(19 February 2012)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425107" data-title="Frond Bond Standing Under, Above and Beyond Understanding - after Bryan Waller Procter Pre-Existence de Jonathan Robin" data-description="One dreams beyond the palm-tree fronds tinged pink by sunset which paints picture pink, inspires to think, on comings, goings, rich that here inspire the poets lyre to muse on present, past, on currents' flows, on Natures shows, on shadows all th..."></div> </div> </div>
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