Things fall apart <br />But given time <br />What comes through the ends <br />of ruins <br />Forms new persevering roots <br />in unplanned creation <br />Collectively arising from <br />the bounds of <br />Isomorphic Abiogenesis <br />Parleyed on the intrinsic <br />prodigy and <br />innumerable boulevards <br />of <br />Natural selection <br />Shaping <br />patterns of adversity <br />Informing conclaves <br />in diversity <br />Richly textured <br />And Nurturing <br />A culture of stasis <br />Until <br />the process <br />is renewed <br />in decay <br />again <br /> <br /> <br />And in time <br />everything that is lost <br />Will be found <br />As we slowly realize <br />It was never meant to be <br /> <br />Dies Irae, Dies Novo<br /><br />Kevin Patrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-time-39/
