the course of desire

those who have chosen the course of desire

find that the road is never straight or plain

know with light heart it leads only to fire

 

some other soul might have been a high-flyer

grown absolute in wisdom and urbane

those who have chosen the course of desire

 

do not much better nor will reach much higher

than those who held to ordinary plane

know with light heart it leads only to fire

 

but still pursue the true vision entire

with all the sense that they join on campaign

those who have chosen the course of desire

 

the members all of a euphonious choir

whose voices form a music most arcane

know with light heart it leads only to fire

 

and yet they hurry and seem not to tire

each signal rushing to the hungry brain

those who have chosen the course of desire

know with light heart it leads only to fire

i saw life

this marks the spot where silence had to fall

one sunny afternoon when it was cold

no part of this that i could have foretold

 

the passage into night slows to a crawl

each missive seems to fit in a neat fold

this marks the spot where silence had to fall

 

into its place the world became so small

but there was nothing there we had to hold

just a bright girl who never would turn old

this marks the spot where silence had to fall

turning from the ashes

o this is measure of the past long dead

a memory of fears that judgment set

in fading colours but without regret

the ancient dragon is still being fed

is satiated in its golden bed

in full repayment of each human debt

accept this vision do not get upset

you are not paid for suffering or dread

what we are taught will not serve as a guide

on the new road the old maps have been lost

though for some sign we have for so long yearned

the message comes to buckle for the ride

accept the risks and wait to learn the cost

for now we see the forest has been burned