Within the times of hopes and fears

Within the times of hopes and fears
Struggling suns yet to rise
Amidst the curdling waxen light
From the golden dawns we stand
In the distance future fades on
The setting silver of its moons
We rise to face another day

From the systems we create to fail
Within the apathy of our descents
Existence consumed by our dreams
Vacuum of history disguised upon
The lathes of time weve forged

White glow upon the silent earth
Shadows stilled drift slowly by
Whitewashed cities
drenched in summer light
within the twilight of its skies

equilibrium steadied upon
the  mysteries unfolding
hypnotic hopes within its dying ambers
frames of reference diverted where
only the shadows still remain

synthetic archetypes of reproduction
set upon the wheels of time
will the seeds of their own destruction
alone amidst the herds
one finds it’s self at last

a thousand clowns of thousand faces
seeds of truth within every eye
even those that closed can
open before their types been cast

light of intentional awareness
from which one thought awakes
the will to live and to exist
within the time one finds

ambiguous existence of contradictions
passions emerge toward justice bending’s
impressions forget
to understanding realized
through experience expressed
through the time where given