acceptance

To seek out acceptance in a cold rain

To have the longevity of a undying stain

To balance as if walking a fishing line

And then falling off with no place or time

To disrupted thought patterns that have no control

Then searching for balance between sanity and soul

To struggling images of both past and present

And the complexity of searching for which is more relevant

To offers of richness from an endearing existance

Yet time in reverse is my strongest resistance

To the fear of extensions of once what was me

Twisting and turning into ceaseless mystery

To the assumption of confusion of motive and motion

And the struggles to connect of abiding devotion

To looking from miles then focusing within

And pondering the path to immortal sin

To gut wrenching bounding of unending muteness

To a perpetual life of misshapen fruitless