An Audience Too Done

The Center of the hub,

the wheel of a loc.,

discounts knot the Dam of which it blocks.

The cinders of the mortar,

the brick upon which Life is built,

the structure of the measure,

the calculation of an Other.

The furthest point,

a memory at hand.

The encounter,

a random say,

the play of a Universe in state.

The culmination of such regard,

ensures the mend is not a dream,

for in thus then,

it enters when,

the lend becomes the pond.

The ripples of a circular force,

the skipping stone,

I can't resist,

the Creek has Hist'.

The Spring dries up,

water knows Mist.

The rain drops-up,

the tears of salt,

evaporation comes,

it's take,

the Glacier spake in melting Let.

The dissolve,

Earth prepares the move of such,

in the Heir!!

First than Second now Three,

strikes out,

the Time has come and the Planet,

erupts!!

All in the breath it takes to state,

it's to late,

she can't relate.

Know healthy appeal,

a natural sighs,

the place of hear,

is do or die.

The Second Streams,

the First is Loud,

but I'm set_zero,

'I live' in Spell!!

Vibrant display of violence in Stay,

the rumors mill and grind the mice,

run-a-way too walk a day,

the house a home,

it's Mind in Neighs.

The present future holds no Steed,

the Mount-of-Atlas,

has booming toll,

it's what they Poll.

A knotted Plot,

that hurt it's wrought,

but in the end,

it's 'All' but 'Sought'

the Vice.