Bring This Day Into Its Love Path Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Bring this day into its love path
Give every hope meaning and pride
There's so much out their new math
Understanding not too far eyed
Somewhere lost is its meaning too
With many unconvincingly to settle
There's no rush getting through
With its diverse fought battle

Let it be in clear understanding
Anything that's worth its while
Briefly thoughts all commanding
Constructing on its very own style
Forward motion weaving threads
Wheels of fire from the middle
The confusion and meaning shreds
Every life's bewilderments riddle

Bring my heart into every phase
So true understanding is indoors
Every corner to know and amaze
Nothing forever perpetuity stores
Ways to drive from side to side
Finding what will there compel
Give experiment what it sighted
What is the frame of this eggshell?