I've
Walked the paths of glaciers
In
the glow of northern lights
Tomorrow
a season past
Today
a future memory.
And
still the search
For
Perfection persists
Life
and future linked to
Choices
I cannot, will not make
The
camera shutter locks
On
moments past
The
picture's fragile thoughts
Of
mostly things that haven't been
And
mostly never will
My
life linked to choices I cannot make
The
gray rain returns awash
With
memories lost
Mind's
passions undiminished
While
body's are a distant memory
Guides
my motion with less
Direction
but deeper need
Restless
dawns and
Tired
Days,
Born
of sleepless nights
And
forgotten dreams,
Of
Winged horses and
Gods
impaled on spirits
Driven
from their host by fear of flight
Graveyards
of an uncompleted past
Stones
of ice melting in heat of fear
The
gray
dawn with orchids
Falling
slowly to the glaciers edge
Resplendent
in
A
cape of blood drawn
From
the abyss of a
Distant
dawn.
Where
now the loves that
Lead
me to the origins of
My
soul?
Where
now the path to
Journey's
end?
The
iron chariots race to
Claim
the prize without a choice
The
wheels grinding Bones to Dust
The
pulling creatures
Strain
their lead against
The
dwindling odds
To
close the game....
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