AMIDST THIS FOOLISH WONDER

Amidst this foolish wonder
By james a. galgano

Should passion heart break, what words one still forsakes where we wander.
Within these lonely lurid lies only some foolish god might despise in such disguise
We might never know what or who we might ever be lost alone this path eternally.
There every word mispronounced soon forgotten treasured like hopes forgotten.
Adrift within empty embrace one awaits longing love aloft upon drift in time.
Maybe if we thought we had one chance secured to rectify every hope longing.
Where we often find ourselves alone in search of love but never belonging
No matter how hard we try to remedy our often-misbegotten lives now untrue.
Caught within every waking hour we thought we ever knew reason or rhyme.
Then one day maybe soon it might be lost alone we remain within such eternity
Looking backwards into rear view mirror without notice or even one cue
Then only then did one ever realize foolish thoughts one could only knew