St Augustine Pier Fireworks New Years Abstract BW

Revolutions (JHWatkins)

 

The beginning found the smallest place to start

It came directly from the heart

One word rose lonely from the core

Revolutions spun slowly from that sudden spore

Revelation removed from time

Flooding cracks along a line

Intersected by a space

Then folded neatly into place

Resting deep inside of me

Completely formed within the tree

Down the slap slide slips to root

A moment gained with spares to boot

This day has turned to tame the tide

Fear's hit the fan no place to hide

Come to heel you quantum fires

Take back the ground once held by liars-

Round and round then back again

A challenge to the sons of men

To stay upon foundation strong

Against the dark….

Before we’re gone…. James Watkins

Done