Time - Acrostic Palindrome Revisited
Time spins headlong, helter-skelter, alpha omega its hum,
Innate energy refocussed, hocus-pocus drawing blind,
Merging, surging, fresh emerging each dimension is assigned
Extra frequencies as harmonies seek equilibrium.
Thrust of course is force attraction contradictions overcome,
If upset the great equation's recreated, recombined,
Musters flux, reflux ethereal, in many ways declined,
Echo-systems spectra spectral, strata senses tuned as one. Tortoise Time of able fable, snide greed, pride, speed, overcome,
Is it justice? Is it balance? Those ahead dropp d[r]ead behind,
Making room through swift disposals for proposals less confined,
Express need for further testing, jesting, questing, inquest dumb. Time, an excellent musician, is tradition's drummer, drum,
Is clay pot and playful potter, Future's watch and spring to wind,
Mocking mortals' puny portals, while the motives of mankind
Echo ego phase or fashion, love, hate, passion, blink sink: done. Time, no evil knows, coeval is with all, withal is none,
Irons endings through beginnings when each innings' span's declined
Mutating, no postdating, wicketwards in double bind,
Essence waxes, wanes, through axis, planes, yet what explains its run?