Scent

Lost control of everything
The second hand
It’s struck in rewind
It’s struck in forward

The start within the end
Its sweet eternity
Its semblance of order
The implant of beauty

Isometric everything
Tentative anything
Ripple effect
Stanza superlative

Mixed

Single letters
Simple words
Complex thoughts
Compound contradiction

Dirt roads
Stony sidewalks
Concrete highways
Compound direction

Tiny seed
Wayward branch
Stalwart trunk
Compound life

Single drop
Light shower
Raging torrent
Compound existence

Balance

Every single line and every single key
They require one another in every way

The swing of the sword
The release of the arrow

The wind to the seed
The rain to the sea

The Earth and the Sun
The stars and eternity

The flame to renewal
The whole to the one

Everything to nothing
Nothing to everything

Insofar

Insulated in simple
Love of tomorrow in effect
Something rather than nothing
The everything we speak of

Expression incarnate
Absolute solstice
Eternal influence
To speak of

Instant reality
Separate mortality
Cyclic inspiration
Sordid desperation

Brilliance

What makes us immortal?
With its seductive allure
With its stone-like gaze

Why do we ask for everything?
With its promise of nothing
With its death-like gaze

When makes us tomorrow?
With its promise
With its everything

Where is the immortal?
With its illumination
With its determination

How can brilliance be defined?
With its wistful smile
With its warm embrace