Seek
I'm on my way
I'm on the crossroads
free
shaking the dust from my feet
I look to a new avenue
beyond
the wide meandering
I'm on my way to a new via
ahead this beacon blazes brilliant
cool resilient
its light reaches my heart, spellbinds,
astounds
no possible vanity could render such felicity
I will off my nature of useless priority
which suffocates in fraudulent pose
I will taste that of THE morning star
ambrosia
it will not mythologize vain ritual
but renew that which was always there
now to be abiding
I know not tempest from fair may bring
but I confide in my longing
and seek
I know my beacon will find
I do not deem it frailty to pursue
that which reveals as I was helpless to seek
I find it faculty
I'm on the crossroads
free
shaking the dust from my feet
I look to a new avenue
beyond
the wide meandering
I'm on my way to a new via
ahead this beacon blazes brilliant
cool resilient
its light reaches my heart, spellbinds,
astounds
no possible vanity could render such felicity
I will off my nature of useless priority
which suffocates in fraudulent pose
I will taste that of THE morning star
ambrosia
it will not mythologize vain ritual
but renew that which was always there
now to be abiding
I know not tempest from fair may bring
but I confide in my longing
and seek
I know my beacon will find
I do not deem it frailty to pursue
that which reveals as I was helpless to seek
I find it faculty
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© February 21, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
© February 21, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html