In Place Out Of Time Poem by Rauri Mikaeo

In place out of time

No seat hath reserve

A face for this rhyme

To repeat and observe

Halted to wait

Not else to be done

But to clean off the slate

For the marrows new sun

What then of this waiting

Will soul find a task

Or go on restating

The words of the past

A tenuous perch

I strive to achieve

A virtue of worth

In this time of reprieve

A moment alone

Be little of bother

If stands it alone

But succeeding another

It drags on my psyche

My mood doth depress

My bags hang not lightly

None can I detest

Save for thy self

For I wrought this far fling

Of my person to places

'Neath weight of my things

An erring maneuver

Has brought me too soon

To this leg of my journey

Where wait I the moon

To trace half a circle

And yield marrows noon

Wait I not in glory

Nor hope I in vain

For life's purgatory

Shall yield it's due gain

If only a grain

Of that we've lost

Each side shall we see

Of a coin ever tossed

With resolute hearts

Embrace dark and light

lo' the desolate parts

Make higher the heights