A perfectly balanced collection of images;

wisdom and dreams from the past; and the next day

a pale ghost of hope fights rejection,

incinerates thought.

 

In this insular world there’s perfection and honesty;

searching for truth by the light of our tragedy.

Glimmers of hope fight rejection

that destiny brought.

 

Lying awake, in reflections of purity;

hopelessly lost in a maze of insanity,

shadows of hope fight rejection,

obscurity bought.

 

Denying the subtle protection of ignorance,

wisdom and dreams cause the pain; but in memory

a faintness of hope fights rejection

and brings it to naught.