Philomeme
Lover of ideas.
Wednesday, April 2, 2025
Sensing change
Invariance unseen, the silent lie,
Truth is the stillness the winds deny.
We chase the waves, the skies that turn,
Yet flames of change are all we burn.
A shadow stands where none can know,
It bends the stars, yet will not show.
The signal fades, the world unwinds,
What cannot vary hides behind.
Tuesday, April 1, 2025
Mind endures a bit
In boundless dark, where voids expand,
The fragile mind makes its stand.
A spark of thought in endless night,
Holding firm to fleeting light.
Through shifting tides and cosmic gales,
The mind prevails where chaos trails.
A rhythmic weave, the strands align,
A fleeting order, near divine.
Monday, March 31, 2025
Hero time
The sun-kissed spear, for glory's bright acclaim,
Then civic steel, for empire's steady frame.
A holy sword, where pious purpose shone,
Then reason's torch, where seeds of knowledge sown.
The human heart, that learned to break and bend,
Where justice's voice, did rise and fiercely send.
Now fractured forms, in stories spun anew,
Where common souls, find strength to see us through.
From god-like might, to every weary stride,
The hero's shape, where shifting meanings hide.
Through ages passed, and moments yet to be,
The spirit's dance, where courage sets us free.