The Lovely Cycles

First,
hope- dinstanced twinkling moons
grinning with nothing but laughter
accidental trips of enjoyment
and,
passion--overpowering freedom of dreams
lifting glorified though feilds of fire
dancing absently on that wire
soon comes,
truth--closing closer to relief
artistic expression that burns intensly
ample light that gives attention
which leads to,
fear--reactionary tension
giving life too much extension
growing anxiety in patches
tempting with latches
which lead further to
pain-- watering blurry views
stinging with a lack of trust
pulling farther to oblivion