A Patern

Cast in the reflection 
Spins a pretentious past

Covered in haze and fog

It was never meant to last

 

Off in the meadow

At the horizon line

The glade be filled with life aglow

Joy and the divine

I stand motionless

Jovial,

grinning ear to ear

What has happened

Will come to pass

Systematically it approaches

Then it disappears

All in time

lurching  forward
It will reaper

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