Confrontation Relentless time all things endure as foe... ...to those that reckon...beckoning demise... ...who, still, exhibit will with which they cope... ...as rising, reaching, consciousness of hope... ...that leaves behind its art as if estate... ...and gauntlet of the war and work to wage... ...illuminating paths where past had led... and dreams that were by fascination fed... ...to soul uplifted seeing it had wrought the pale and vibrant, lit and shadowed truth as comedy and tragedy of praise becoming fire aflame in distant haze rewoven into threads from which it sprang to be reborn as portrait of resolve. Portly Bard Old man. Ekphrastic fan. Prefers to craft with sole intent of verse becoming complement... ...and by such homage being lent... ideally also compliment.
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