The Hermit IX
Closeted away,
The Hermit seeks the world’s truth,
or perhaps found it.
Closeted away,
The Hermit seeks the world’s truth,
or perhaps found it.
The place where we belong,
lauded in story and song…
But if a place to be free
is offered only for a fee
then it is wrong.
The all-seeing eye
discerns the facts, motives, and
dispenses Justice.
The rush and elation,
the pure adulation,
of a budding romance
is likely to entrance
with its sensations.
Strong-willed conqueror
takes The Chariot’s reins, and
brings the world to heel.
A heart shared by two
reaches across the distance
to join once again.
The sun and the moon,
the day and the night,
the subtle power play
between darkness and light.
Light’s lauded eternal,
painted in white,
and awarded a purity
that is not its right.
Shade stands ashamed,
accused, and accursed,
perpetually known
only for its worst.
But there are no heroes or villains,
no right and no wrong,
there’s much more to hear
in the world’s song.
Recall moonlit walks,
making love in the dark,
and how the daylight
makes our horrors more stark.
Life’s rarely simple,
there’s a rainbow of hues;
take a moment and examine
those within you.
The sway of the tide,
the pulse of the land,
there’s a rich complexity
to the powers at hand.
So listen and learn,
a student once more,
arms spread wide,
and ready to soar.
Beloved of the Gods,
The High Priest leads the masses
in sacred service.
I’ve lost my home, my place, my time,
lost my luster, sparkle, shine;
the lonely road broke my stride,
broke my back, and scarred my pride.
Astride the red horse,
his ambitions know no bounds,
honor no borders.