With spreaded wings
Dry twigs
A cracked pavement
And a sunshine
With beauty
It enriches
Far deep
Into the determined soul
To fill the bowl
Of divided wisdom
A cursing owl
Time
Running to stop
The pomp
Of a heavy stomp
In the pathway storm
Road
With hot rods
Of a plastic love
Hidden but known
Only ignored
By the potholed hearts
Roaming about
A Tomorrow
Is waiting
Waiting with bated breath
To make a continuity
To the lifeful journey
