over night
an old world slips
into the reccesses,
the shadows of the mind.

and a new,
regenerate one,
begins....
with fairground brillance
it calls to us to...
climb aboard the carousel
and grasp,
the golden ring...

all stardust and spangles,
acrobatic feats in...
big clown shoes.
if brave enough,
a chance to smell,
the breath of a toothless roaring lion....
from inside the magicians
spell...

outside....
in lambent glow,
the elephants, sway slow and remember the dying of the night...

           as the years parade by                                   in a circadian flow....