Winging Through It All


Of seasoned beauty

Be not deceived

The fire burns bright

On this starless night

Heed the elements, 

Have a care, for

GOD and grasshoppers

will not save you there.

Leaping with zest

Reaching the crest

Baring its breast

Where the strata cut deeper

Posing new threats

Feeling suppressed

And the tactlessness

of the latest self-seeker.

It is a mountain worth the climb.

Though the  path is steep and jagged

Will you heed the sign

Or the pain in your prime

Which has you feeling quite ragged.

Embrace your mind, divine the time

For the mere grasshopper,

Enlightenment can be unkind.

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