The Restitution In Rune

The warning of Fire in Rain,

strikes Lightning in the Thunder,

of what blinds eyes.

An ignited fuse,

of how You lose.

The capture of existence,

an enlightened resistance,

to a known nature,

the flame which sparks desire.

Physics designs,

a quantum to master,

the sum of total,

in written of wrote,

in an older time!!!

The Rune which holds,

an equation of told,

just notes to seek,

the answer in Rote!!!

Stanzas are Bold,

a hold too the Key,

Rings-of-Sublime,

and knot to rhyme!!!

Passed-Over Inn-Merit,

often They tear it,

changed the Verse.

Reversed

The Natural will bear,

a caustic record,

of erased or buried,

Centuries Tarried.

A blot by design,

to advance not find,

Masses in Numbers,

not Peace in War!!!

Sadly the driven,

are not blind to what comes,

the calculation of heard,

rankling Earth.

To navigate firth,

the plane of a plan,

will narrow with stand,

requiring 'Might'

not Hand.

The back-end of force,

delivers on course,

a map of these stores,

to be healed knot ridden.

The Pace which will Set,

an upcoming fret,

will not be a test,

but the endurance of Left.

Measure decent,

a thrifty propose,

to bitter: Know Flint!!

This simple require,

will complicate wired,

and relive the need to plug-in.

An Answer to Call,

will come with no fun,

for the message delivered,

will be met and not tendered.

The Sail of Plight,

comes without fight,

the Waves in the Sea's,

is the break of an Ocean,

on a Beach with the notion...

Nature's in Motion