PARAGON 123 By Martin Hanley.
Copyright © Martin Hanley 2014
Once discovered and three times found, is loves surrender, timeless key unbound. Some stumble, fall and sink complete, their followed lives obliquely meet. A foundling, a seed, its route uncertain, and reason’s rhyme that one way street. The source, the season, beloved treason and lives untouched return the crime.
Its roots that spread, no matter time, perfecting answers, an end divine. The dance both slow and quick step welcome, the inner path, fragmented welcome. That gravity performs in an endless mirror, reflecting questions that live forever. No source, No season, the fountain still flows, and waters source a ring sublime.