Happens Eventually

Face Pace

Blood rushing down

the arms and legs

of brushing against

the spinning domain 

But then finally,

a valley of endless wonder

appears before the eyes

of the weary and unconfident

Exploding.

Exploring.

Imploding.

Inclonclusive.

Alas,

the forest of ever changing

evolution of the ideas 

and consciousness of feelings.

Suddenly,

anger and frustration

of the fraud of the

unconsciousness that

endorsed feelings.

Someone is standing there.

Is one waiting?

Someone is waving.

Are these the 

Blurred images of the 

happiness that will come?

I suppose,

Eventually.