Lost and Found

Changing tunes of our tribunes
to seek out from our searching
faded black reform retract
still on the shadows lurking.
Dawning day to dance and play
fetch fast this fledgling pleasure
to horde it up or lip to cup
moment's stored or one's we measure.
In some way forging forward
pioneering God's intention,
never meant to intervent
or mean to meant to mention.
Twirling sparks of quipped remarks
witness wonderment emerging,
changing tunes of our tribunes
to seek out from our searching.