purgatory
in paradise,
enticing 
niceties long lost, toll
extracted, unretractable
costs.
hermitdom in quasi-permanence 
fortuitous unearthing of 
will, power
and comprehension enough to
deter scouring.
a flowering existence insists
upon honor,
morality, the powers to be
defied
in action of that
right thing, even
when
excruciatingly, almost,
contracted. 

not for self, but for
more, the less,
soon enough and constantly
advancing
before long, dancing independent 
in
a sentience such a self calls
home.

all while left
behind, well, not entirely, but almost
in
the stance of such
preponderances, as
known in moments
alone,
as these, aside
the blend of
hydrogen and
oxygen,
so loose going, yet, not free,
flowing,
away, over stones and
all
this
time.