An Exultation

Before you go,
Off to war and glory,
To feed this hungry world
Of empty mouths and starving hearts
With treasured morsels of knowledge.
You will teach them how to live again.

Oh! you will soothe their sadness,
And excite their passions,
With your strength of will
And relentless wisdom,
And irresistable masculine grace;
Trickster, martyr,
Who never really died.

Know this.

You are a treasure I found,
Which is not mine.
Like a jewel I was hired to find.

I found you, and you me.

And wherever you go,
I know you're out there.

Now,
You're being set in gold.
All who see you
Feel you,
The steady beat of power
In a perfect state.

Now, I feel you still.
I feel you always...
Now, the Earth is around you again,
Reclaiming you, taking it's turn.
In this silent darkness you dwell,
And I know, you're there.

It's not a matter of giving you up,
just of reverent knowing;
Your fate is so much more than mine.