Severed Passings

The need to grow distant calls upon one's audacity
When the strength to overcome complacency arises

Time has deemed revolution a worthy adversary

Freedom caresses purpose with a suspicious hand
Brushing its boundaries with variance and diversity

Life is softly petted by its inclination towards change

Reluctance reaches the heart of conviction
As the estranged search for higher ground

That which is wanted woos that which is needed
Attracted to the fulfillment of opposing aspirations
As the loving gift of independence sways this way

Beyond futile moments lie severed passings