A Thousand Paths

A thousand paths lie ahead

Spread, like a spider’s web.

A thousand ways, a thousand roads,

A thousand stories waiting to be told.

With each new step,

A thousand paths unfold.

There will be those,

Who’ll walk along,

And those who’ll walk away instead.

They will come and they will go,

But you will go on forever.

An eternal march, an eternal war

Is all that is yours.

But no matter how big a spider’s web,

It will always cross itself.

A Fire

I’ve tried to galvanize my heart,

To electroplate it.

All, in order to

Protect its soft core,

To hide it,

To disguise it.

But every now and then,

Again and again,

It just bursts out,

And I lose control.

But it’s good to let go,

It’s easy to sit back and watch.

Sometimes what comes out I wind

That enkindles the flame of purpose,

And what grows, is a raging fire,

Albeit with direction.

But usually what is let loose,

Is a bunch of firewood,

But what grows is a fire,

That lives only to annihilate.

My Path

Trace my path with thorns

And I shall but dance

For what are thorns,

If not wicked grass.

Send tempest after tempest

And I shall but laugh

For what is a storm,

If not treacherous breeze.

Let there be scorching heat

And I shall but move on

For what is scorching heat,

If not a hostile sun.

And I shall not stop,

I shall not pause,

I shall not give up,

And I shall brave it all.

So bring what storm you may,

Unleash what demons you dare,

Cause what obstruction you can,

O ye gods from above!

For I have seen the gilded end,

Of this road to my goal,

And if it doth pass through hell,

Then so be it.

Incomplete

Where the head is held high

And the mind is without fear

Where no one ever did die

And none has ever shed a tear

Where every stone is made of gold

And only truth is told

Where it is never cold

And no one grows old

Where everyone has all they need

And they haven’t ever heard of greed

Where no one needs to plead

Is a sorry place indeed!

For it is fear and greed

And their luscious creed

That ambitions feed

And greatness breed

As day without night is incomplete

So is joy without grief.