Yet is hope;
Impertinent courage has marked you with the sword;
Bleed you do; open;
She will be heard,
On the bed of human sacrifice if need be so- nature's discourse.
Ignorance must not befall you;
Or would you have that she be gone!
Her generosity is wise;
Opinionated claws of steel dig deep,
Sweet pain devours me;
What soul is this that confounds the ego of the vicious at calm ?
Chained yourself who could but you;
Her will is beast;
Conscious evolution of transparent truth;
Nature's essence to uncultured siblings of
Presumptuous knowledge;
Restless compassion, valiant thought,
Abundant to those not yet lost;
Bitter-Sweet lessons.
Fearful emotion readies to submit
Or taste regret;
Love is yet.

Copyright2007©A.N Herbert

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