Endurance shall find it’s end
Now is no time for composure
The good wine is aged and ready
Celebration and toasting to the new and the complete must be attended
Grit and fortitude no longer in need
The alpha is Rest and Play
Reward must find it’s fulfilment
Merryment and Joy and Play
Reward lies in the carriage of patience
Risk offers all reward
Not for many
The path lies narrow
Idea’s taking up all the space
Until it can be not more than anything but complete
Urgent and full of purpose
A natural flow
By design and discrete
Opening up to fuller life
More than full
I shall have you
I shall play the fool
Eyes roam darkness
Searching anything that might take focus
Aimless as drifters
And wide as a full moon
Hope springs eternal for the blackness to seep blessedly into the mind
A gentle cloud to summon rest and restoration
Bodily ready as if for crucifixion
Arms open welcoming fairies and magic dust
Prayers uttered
Give me rest and all will be yours
Shadows cast long upon tiring lands
Eagerly clattering into darker spaces,
creatures scurry to holes and caverns
Calls to salute the eve and send salutations to neighbours,
escalate and fade as each return to homes for rest
and capitulations
Noses nuzzle
Wings cover chicks
Body and warmth shared with the beloved
Starlight awakens the night shift
Adorning skies as diamonds against black velvet
Coveted by man
and guiding all who seek understanding
My house
Will have walls of wood and stone
Wide planks and earthen floors facing a garden where wild things come
A conservative that gives warmth to everyone
A fire place wide and made with stone
It shall be where stories are told and dogs and cats fight for the warmest place
A large farmhouse table in the kitchen that feeds and warms all who come through
white shiplap walls and a black cast iron stove.
Sunshine catches the glinting of precious gems
Off lakes and creeks
Dew rests like precious stones
Upon the vallied grassy zones
Thrown out like seeds at harvest
Slipping away like oases in the dessert
Eyes can barely keep from closing
Enervating
As dawn becomes the day
As rare as diamond from dark pressured reaches
Canons are sounded when one is founded
Represented as holy
Created for one only
Placed upon a region
Known to all
In all seasons
You are held in my hand
My heart and my reason
I give it to you
My hand
My heart
My reason
