Waiting patiently in anxious paradox.
Wisdom moves with time,
Fleeting from existence into obscurity
Vision is blurred by tendencies
Exposing rocks and boulders and I endeavor a climb.
Moving to the verge
where all opposition has merged into one…
attacking my pride, attacking my love,
attacking my life.
Their bitter strife ensures no haven for my soul,
And the whole of my body asks its master why?
Waging a war between my members in spiritual form
For no norm is constant
As I cry out stepping forward
Controlling my descent into madness.