posted August 20, 2004 06:22 PM
Fueled by the chaotic winds of hasty decisions, the fire of desire burns listlessly through the graying forests of the kingdom Ancient woods once grandiose and filled with wonderment are now adorned with mold and withered with decay
The clouds formed from the steams of passion and the burning wood now blocks the light of discernment - the light of pure knowledge needed to feed this once bounteous land
Where is the knight who heralds freedom and knows the ways of the magic of pure intention and good deed?
The rumor of the bee’s say he slovenly lies in trance of sloth, wandering about in a cave at the edge of the wood ashamed of his countenance demoralized by the state of this state
Who will rally this once generous, life giving forest now caught in traps set by that which encourages a succumbing to inconsiderate avarice?
Who will burst this shield of darkened clouds that blocks the light of joy that once fed the faeries and denizens of good nature of this now unwholesome wood?
He sits, naked and alone on fur covered stone in his cave at the edge of the wood as he rocks to and fro repeating his maddening mantra of shame
"The choice to decide
The unquenchable lust that pervades the essence
The ever present temptation to indulge in carelessness"
"Oblique aspirations inconsistently muffle the inner voice’s groans of pain
Pain brought on by guilt’s sharpened daggers; jabbing and stabbing at the conscious "
"Not even a mouse of hope or a bird of encouragement have come to entice me out of this rigid cage of unequivocal malaise"
"Alone and betrayed by my own listlessness - I’ve no one to blame and nothing’s been gained but shame on my name by my lame exertion of will towards my responsibility to keep this wood free of weed "
Thinking and drinking, the thoughts twirled round and round his mind drunk with self imposed oppression
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"The pool
of mystery must be found
The pool
Resides somewhere new each day
The pool
Holds in it’s grasp the power to inspire heal and the power of growth"
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"To seek is to find" Spoke the very essence surrounding the knight
A Bluejay fluttered to the entrance to the cave.
Lindaland
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posted August 20, 2004 06:22 PM
posted August 23, 2004 03:09 AM
posted August 27, 2004 02:20 PM
That's very inspiring, an metaphorical too. Is that your own? What inspired you to post it? 
