Wanton & Lost (+2)

The suddenness of desertion,

the emptiness of time

Abandoning each moment,

as clocks strike their chime

And wherego the hours,

once used and cast off

Are there auctions and markets

for each second that’s lost

And who’s to recount

the old wishes unprayed

With days ever changing,

and voices relayed

The end a beginning,

the beginning an end

To drift in its circle

—time never respent

(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)

Augustine Was Right

Time an illusion,

to make sense of reality

Reality an illusion,

to order and place

Order an illusion,

to all that’s a given

What’s given Divine

—indefinable Grace

(Villanova Chapel: September, 2020)

‘A Tribute To Augustine’s 3 Tenses Of Time,

Present Past—Present Present—Present Future’

The Tollway

Prophesy,

that sphere beyond reason

Belief as its bridgework

—faith as its troll

(Dreamsleep: September, 2020)