Rusting Alchemy

To honor great love which has been invested,
After decades of righteous recklessness regardless.
What were the words which were perfect then?
The mindlessness of pure heart is needed still.
In a cleared space within us, it can coalesce and be ignited,
With power of pure will and discipline,
And all unique wisdoms which have been learned.
I weep and rejoice for this forsaken knowledge,
this inner alchemy,
this ancient formula containing the love of eons.
It alone shows the best path through pain and fear,
a vast and haunting forest.
And what was dark is now aglow.
It provides a silent guide,
Our challenge to find,
To access the spring which runs with magic,
Many days walk, in a primeval place hidden in shadow.
It's fluid is always in motion,
And moving ahead of time itself.
What has been forgotten and is now needed,
can resurface only from this dream water
waiting within a fading possibility.
How was it that I held myself then?
Pray now for these skills to be furthered,
for the preservation of greater abilities,
rare in the universe, unique to each man,
unproven, and evasive of definitive view.
Pushed out of sight into neglect and darkness,
in favor of the mediocre pleasure of false power and illusory thrills,
And of the ignorant squandering of priceless inheritance.
What was it we used to laugh about then?
To have the potential to turn lead into gold,
to transform pain into beauty and light,
and then let it be forgotten...

Love Is Honor

When I look at the world, I see tests and classes, even my dreams are literally of classroom settings, and solo experiences of one living as a student, in a quasi-dorm room, vacation town situation. I see an endless ocean of ups and downs, the downs crashing in and pulling me down into midnight depths, and the ups cresting upon golden sunshine and rainbow breezes. I could ride these waves, I could have the ride of my life. But even what I see, it isn't all there is to see, there's a vital vision which I haven't lived up to yet. I could be a demi-god of my ocean, and love this ocean as a pet familiar, if I could only lose my fear of true freedom. Or I can forever lament how our worst fears are truly the key to unlock our most sought-after dreams... (:

More specifics later, gotta go for a sunlight drive...