Ongoing Reasons Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Bring me some peace in here
Where bewilderment's still falls
Shadows dance everywhere
And destinies always give calls
The seasons still come and go
Some will settle your growth
Be buried like footsteps in snow
Or give you something of both

Give me some picture in mind
To imaging what to do next
Ongoing reasons can be blind
If there is no following text
City lights lead the remoteness
From darkness and till sunrise
Always the autobahn is fresh
With traffic that's low or high

Try once each of existence taste
You will know what you need
So much is gathered into waste
Nothing can ever be guaranteed
Forests of knowledge are there
Surroundings’ only with distress
Take just your need and be aware
Quantity is of quality much less