For Gone Conclusions

As wind divides branches and brings them together
Your pass at assertion jumps to refusal, but that is 
The opposite of what transpired on that fateful 
Series of days when a decision was fundamentally
Taken with its self and the idea of reversal was 
Antithetical to the book on the shelf: ideals are formed
In the heat of the minutes, timing not spacing while 
Losing the subliminal, and dear elegy, will you be
Lost as every conclusion was, or will our hyperboles of
Today be our pathways of tomorrow