Foot Steps
Foot Steps


An plethora of felicity
Bounds the audience of past,
Past stanching on end.
Footsteps with no shadow
Or the future fumes;
Inexplicable enigma.
From the wave at infinitude
They see or seem?
Antipathy, aloofness
Eulogy of a lout.
My conscience seals
the pandemonium pride,
Impeccable,
Light of dream within a dream.