Wise

Thought accumulate
fermented and aged
for life a companion
knowing more than dread
and a gift of holy prayer
a dichotomic solution of a hero.

And I ask one wide eyed
and seeming to step forth
heavy on our thoughts
is the holy one
to dip down into flame
to reap the reward
to bring home
more than one.

Facetious spirit away like dust
all thats left is truth in heart
ikonoklastic singer gouging
battles killing and slaying.

And running and leaping
giving up the sayings
teaching the whispers
as if his own
no truth higher
for whence begotten?

There in front of her
the wind is blowing
capturing some essence
of the holy

Wizened staff
hopping fences
I smile at the haste
to shed the clothing
and in his dust I am left
to remember what right
I had done
Thanks.

Contemplating
partying days
and an aged reality
emerging clearly
waiting
pretending
spiritual
tihs is the inner most
forgiveness
the true host
and no doubt here he dwells
in the heart of one acting
spreading to all else
it has been seen by others
first and last
see you later
brother
speak it or leave it
enter.