Each bound of this effort
Shall be guided by an ethic
Thick and strong
And learned from teachers
Who have passed the cosmic test
Of ethically moraly taut strings
That have tested each suitor
Teetering on the brink
Of life’s precipice
In an act so noble
So filled with gravitas
So acutely aware and attentive
That each scope and legend
Becomes unto itself
An aura of valiant deed
To guide this said effort.
Tag: precipice
Search O’Er Lain Land (day 1590)
Glen to glen
I’ve wandered brooks
Searching for my
Crag with a hook
Little, though
My hearts dismay
Could effort swing
Precipice lay
For o’er lain land
My hoof she ran
Like orphaned seeds
Autumn’s light breath
Dagger be given
To the laughing lady
High atop as a
Clever tight rock
For no path could be laid
No gorge to ford
No eye to twinkle
Amidst sun-lit wrinkle
Now guide thee home
Pulse in thine known
I hear the clean broom
And dear Mother’s boom
