when all that was

rests serenely 

in its place

a persistent question

will emerge of

why this was

how it came

to pass as

all moved in

accustomed manner through 

a maze of doubt 

inquiry persistence and

confusion of where 

why and how 

it claimed to be 

life in its myriad

forms and infinite variety

holding mystery wonder

dream and fantasy

wrapped in delusion

while time ran 

full and free 

and could not pause

to collect what fell away

in its cyclical round

David Sermersheim