Insulators

Tinted glass poured into
Contour of cables
Carried over roads,
Cities, over rarities,
Familiarity, daily
Schemes and dreams alike
Connect now only to
Day and night --refracting
Sunlight and in age
Still  glow  bright.

The King's Mansion

The message board claims a mystery, somewhere between Ohio and Kentucky,  crisis within caused a campaign to fail. I have often wondered what misfortune befell this ministry.

What we know
From a train window,
Uncertain, caught
In a murky curtain,
Consumed in
Remoteness, a
Process by which
Probability changes
Under stress--
Progress reversing--
Once occurred,
Never happened.
Another blessing in
Disguise: kings 'til
Proven otherwise.