lost from behind

The floodgates open up wide,
allowing freedom to peruse the landscape.
Advisors reckon its intent as dangerous,
filled with the possibility for indelible change.
Eminent recourse in the stride brings them closer,
and they are blind to what they see as it nears.
Tearing through space with voracity,
love running deep and vast to all corners.
Those who have full gullets beg for more,
rather beg that others give up their own.
For who's sake? MINE.
The ones who forget what is said are right to pass,
for it is ungrateful words the others speak as lies.
Clairvoyant remedies are ingrained in the mind,
seek for forever what you will never find.