When least expected, thoughts before unknown
upstartle mind with sharp epiphany
and undermine routine to now condone
revealed reality polyphony.

Familiar songs that soothe the aching heart
have undertones to rough unsettled views
and siren lures enough to pull apart
contentment, futureless with peace confuse.

New harmonies will never cease to come
to those who open selves to what can be
and fear not what is slightly out of plumb
awaiting righting by today's decree.

The old could not be more than past could see
where grasping loves that failed more loves set free.

- Robert Stone, 6 January 2013