Foregone Way - Mirror of Deception

It seems to have irrupted over night

Convulsing worlds in its consequence

Yet dainty and smooth in its motion

Veritable only in a glimpse

Barely perceptible movements from the centre

Point out the changeability of the instances

Monuments constructed for ages

Incrementally staggering

Former reliability becomes unreckonable

Abstracted mere from the steady course of time

Wearing the countenance of unease as a mask

What was once familiar sheds its face

A perpetual motion machine of alteration

The fostering gale can no longer be denied

Long ago has belittlement lost its sense

Still grief and paralysis canalize the force

Impelled squarely by sobered lucidity

We humbly walk a foregone way