“upon the found”

for what ever we might know
from that first moment
with literal life line cut-
eyes wide open cried
to that light of experience-
crawled,
for now upon what we have found
we always knew
we were always bound-
upon that fate does ride our book
words written, time to took
to this journey now
upon the found-
we have always known
what to do-
sheathed in this shroud
of the world abound-
naked in a mirror then
such is now, should we look?
the complications of age
just make shores seem distant
but we have the means
to ever cover the distance,
so may I lay my temples down
in this foundry spent
ah, the forgery of the now
for ever we have not changed a single beat
removed from that bathing hollow
to eyes wide open cry
inner counsel does indeed
sew our truths from our own seed
betrays to trust to quick ends
while stark facts lurk in our descent.