Rays Fiery Flicking (From, Myspace) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

A flowery picking
In windmills of time
Of rays fiery flicking
In flames of its prime
Destines on the going
Finding the lost road
Where eternal is showing
Every opportunity’s load

Times turning pathways
In the meeting of far
In many assorted lays
Of the assembling jar
That drives on musing
And gives wings to fly
Aspects there on choosing
With what each might comply

Destiny seeds sowing
To blossoms full and high
Each ongoing fate bestowing
Where roads to them lie