Operate...
Day by Day.
Constantly swung,
endless tongue.
The persistent cause of life
Questioned by physics,
Analyzed by science,
Assessed by critics.
Never recognized
in its realized form;
as an endless barrage of energy.
Never created,
never destroyed.
For our dawn is a fallacy,
never concealed,
not even recognized
once it is revealed.
The final word from
this blissful commotion,
will be as unknown
as the heart of perpetual motion.
© monomana 2004
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