To touch upon

The cast of life in wetted blood drips
Shared amongst the furrows of memories
Between the burrows of borrowed times
To be still and let those moments felt and unseen
Traverse and manifest in the chests of earth
The undefiled spirit of their fertile seeds
What roots are set may curdle or infuse
But the signs of blood red blossoms
Bud to greet their praise
Below wide open skies
In every flower a universe awaits
To bare such potential when the time is nigh
So I take in the scene of those occasions been
To lead towards those moments unseen
And sup from the lips of its passage
Words laid in faith and theirs journeys song
And while the body of the vessel
May present its heart half full
I know the best is yet to come
As I rest where once I raged and gorged
I savour the flavour and trust it’s taste
The pallet of life and its mixing knife
Lines halls of thought in all colours and shades brought
As I look on upon the light of a star at night
They are all sun’s in a given time and place
Waiting by choice with a smile for its face
And the light giving life for buds to bloom
In the dawn of its rise to touch upon these eyes.