HYMNS OF THE HEART - MUSINGS OF THE MIND

ZENITH OF ENNUI

When time stands still ,

Wait is respectfully disagreed,

When time stands still,

Zenith of ennui is disgraced - sullied,

You know not what to do,

You know not what to be done,

Malignant futility unfurls rampaged,

Insipid spirits conjured en-masse,

The carcass weeps,

While the mind is sound asleep,

Puppetry is beheld by distraught lords' liege,

Slumber is sober,

While obligations are not,

Integrity is compromised,

But fool's gold is not,

Falsehood is reality,

When ignorance is king,

Truth is bitter,

When light is queen,

But oh!

Prostrations to the seconds turned hours,

As it mothers the birth of creative showers

Salutations to the moments made days,

As it fathers the art of beautiful ways

For when the conscience is heedless,

It revels in acquainted hope,

Just as the idle hand sketches an oblivious masterpiece,

Boredom is a blessing as it bears a novel niche...