New lines
New lines, fine green vines
So nice to try new wines
Dynasty provisions coat lives
Chaining loneliness to desire
To Fairness on fear
And the search for greater things
Being the way things have to fall
In a child’s eye in 30 minutes
Or less if the rash persists
But the chalk lines fade
Running colors in wet fall afternoon
Flowing in radiant beauty
So much in one afternoon
So little concern for the following days
Weeks too far for conformation
Care in only for present
Divine bliss of youth, joy and timelessness