when one doth end another begins
and round the cycle goes
to continue to a place in time
which only one mind knows

a soul is found in wanting
of its lonesome counterpart
but show little comprehension
in the matters of the heart

waiting for answer's light
so comes the noonday sun
but stuck in night's dark hollow
while doubt's due course is run

shriveled in the corner
of one's own pent up dark
only to be ignited
by a small infectious spark

carpe diem is the whisper
carpe diem is the cry
that's set soul's path before it
caused the twinkle in its eye

it starts as but a coal
yet builds into a blaze
and sets the soul on fire
for the remainder of its days

when one doth end another begin
and so the cycle goes
to continue to a place in time
which only one mind knows

-A&P