In lofty dreams I prayed to meet an angel from a glade
When she oftened appeared I couldn't recognize her beyond her supple veneer
I always believed she was unattainable unavailable and still to this day its true Yet she always seems to reveal herself with something new
Many flowers of the field dance to their rhythm as their hearts seem to belong to another song
The message they sing is always the same ring They say rise up old fool there is still time to build if you just pick up the tools
My beloved angel in whom I know all too well she tells me the same story I must enjoy paving my road to Hell
Yet she offers many options to change my course as she invites me to ride on her horse
Nothing can anyone do until the fool is willing to let go of the old and walk into the new
A fool dances to his folly watch him about to fall as he leaps to nowhere and he seems so jolly to his call
A queen of his dreams holds her cup of love but, the fool ponders the wine inside as he knows he must drink of the knowledge she provides
While the knight within he must become, to take up his sword in honor of his lord To fight his demons of his own accord The moon shines the way to his dismay As the star holds his hope
Come the dawn the sun reveals his light as his truth comes in sight
The Wiseman standing upon the mountain he holds the lamp lighting the way to the camp
A staff of power is given to hold in times of trouble No longer can the fool live in a bubble
There will be time enough to count the coin to offer the ferryman
There is still much to do before the bell tower rings Listen carefully to the angels sing
The priestess holds his essence in her hand waiting to give the fool all he will ever need
First he must be bold to take his rightful place upon a king's throne to earn the respect of his queen and her home
Until the fool stops chasing empty dreams life will pass him by in endless streams
Come the day death shall take him and the reaper shall come for what is due nobody will be there to save him from his demise he grew.
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Posted: Aug 2021
About this poem:
Its best to let everyone who reads this make their own assessment. I have not a clue of the inspiration of this poem at the moment.
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