Conflict arose
from a timeworn bookshelf
out of musty old pages
a master's lesson
innocence and experience
can you travel far
and never venture
into the Forests of the Night?
Leave the comfort of day
the soft side of the meek lamb
to find
in that blackness,
glowing eyes staring back
fearful symmetry
twisted sinews of the heart
rhythmic beating
cadence of time
rising, falling
the forest beckons....
Fearsome, the omniscient force crafts
both the danger and the beauty
blazing tiger eyes,
magnificent predator.
The path enters the forest
safety of light dimming
beyond the innocence of the lamb.
The hand that dared to seize fire
also extends outward
as heaven rebels,
the stars threw down their spears
sorrowful cries
the ultimate duality of human existence.
Envision the blacksmith as he worked
forging flames of fire,
the fierce blazing allure
stealth and prowess
and at the altar of the flames
we learn the lesson.
