An Autumn Stained Picture Frame

One day a blue bird will submit providence

Into an autumn stained picture frame

Sit and ponder old forgotten philosophies

By the sill of a water strained picture window pane

Salvage a silent epiphany and astonish society

Eclipse a dimming myth and consume destiny

And like a child discovering an abandoned well

Seize a glimpse of it's vast depths begin to swell

Then wander down to the old stone walls

Laced with whispers of lost waterfalls

Contemplate when the cold crashing tides

Will cease their thriving thunderous cries

Because dusk and dawn will once be gone

And sapphire waves will not flow for long

Bruising clouds will no longer inscribe

Lush lavender dyes in the northern sky

Sun-dust stairways will keep from rising

And time will expire with the blue horizon