Hush-Glory

There are so many gems in this cave I prospect, and yet the crystal I seek is in another castle. In this monochrome kaleidoscope I call my everyday, Everything is a wonder, but it's always the same damn wonder. Mundanity mocks the ticking clock, Transgressing a morning's potential. Be astounded at how close you can touch tomorrow, as you watch what was today melt away. For my next magic trick, I'll pull a rabbit out of my hat. And another. And another. And another. It gets old. For the sake of my sanity, I'll end this insanity with a skip in my strut, a ripple in the stillness. Today will be grandiose, not a brick on the wa