Patterns

Patterns
© 1992 – DV8


there is something that time does
to bend the world around
to give old savors new flavors
and songs another sound
there is
something that love does
when trees turn from brown to green
there is something that stories do
when we go from scene to scene
oh life’s
mysterious patterns
that play before our eyes
wrap us in such vibrant fibers
and even tell us lies
send us
on these sundry trips
without a serious guide
to tell our fancy stories
and make our colourful ride
if we
could only understand these patterns
we would cease our useless frets
and yield to a new tomorrow
where only love begets