…DEFY ME

...to stande alone for once on this precipice
...an uncarved block with no reason to shape myself
...there may be a river to cross, but for now
...all I see is an ocean to sail

...aptitude of mental thought
...reformalisation of inner being
...attention to detail may flaw the biggest of pictures
...but it depends on what gallery is seen
...and what your eyes, your eyes will hold true

...does a flower know?
...does the wild deer creep?
...when the snow doth melt
...does this silence sleep?

...for where now my hearte?
...is there a taken place?
...between all that is lighte
...is this thee darqueste of place?