Mar. 26th, 2007

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (negative avatar)

the towers of the city in the night
a magic kingdom of peculiar kind
structures created by an act of mind
covered with jewels glowing to the sight
the sky above them seems too light
past their upthrusting our path we find
there's nothing here to keep or bind
and to the east nothing is bright
the struggle that we face is old
each day's exposure tires and wears
duty compels and need for pay
so i set my face and appear bold
i've done this now for many years
and this is just another normal day

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
Our enterprise has no limits in time
nor any in the space that we can reach;
our task, today, is both to learn and teach
as humankind begins the steepest climb,
up from our world, and onward with the prime
directive as our guide. There is no beach
for us to rest on, and we know that each
sapient species can learn to be sublime.
Encounters rich and strange, future and past,
the names of entities have magic force
but cannot long detain us, we are on our way
to the furthest destination. The die is cast.
No godlings and no cyborgs can bend our course,
we seek the furthest star and its last ray.
fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)


There are no destinations on our trip,
just stopping points where we may rest
or find some task at which we do our best,
before we have to move, or else we slip
from place to place at a more steady clip
and, rootless, are devoted to the quest.
We may abide, but at our own behest,
and when we are quite ready board the ship.
To view the different oceans and the isles
that story tells of, to have got to view
the places that you dreamt of as a child,
that's the reward for the long weary miles.
Each place we come to teaches something new,
and facing each departure we just smiled.

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)

i know just where you are but cannot call
i don't want to disturb you while you teach
you're near enough but just outside my reach
the thought of you is one that cannot pall
you are my soul's delight my heart my all
your presence is what i most beseech
your absence now suppresses all my speech
i can't describe exactly what the part
you've played has been i know that you are there
when i most need you and that you're not far
from where i sit you're safe within my heart
your passion and your warmth and all your care
you are the sole the one the guiding star

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