Bleak and Bliss
On the slope of a hilltop,
a steep mountain did drop
down to the rapids of a river named Syn.
Panic in the rain's roar
plunged on its slanted floor.
Bleak, on a horse of bones, galloped down the wind.
Behind, Greed and Envy rode their palomino steeds
with Wrath next to Lust, and Chaos in the night.
To a town called Choice raced Bleak and his marauders
'cross a moon, where horses shine skinless in the light.
Daylight would be coming soon,
sizzling hot the sand dunes.
Faith, Hope and Charity waited dawn's light to kiss.
Their horses neighed a cry !
Love and Justice looked to sky.
On the rays thrown from Sun like a fist galloped Bliss.
On streaks of sultry sizzling sand, his horse Sunlight burned red.
Bliss waved a hand and beckoned with a blast of booming voice.
Off the sand dune they did heed, self-propelled by hoofs of speed
catching Sunlight's blistered-blaze now inbound and aimed for Choice.
And flickering 'cross horizon stars
betwixt the moonlight's beams and bars,
Bleak and Bliss rode prairies 'til they reached a half-mile gap.
Seeing Choice ahead, they tightened reins
to jump that impasse half-mile gain,
and fearless leaped the chasm, hoofs in air, landing pat.
Our human halves of Bleak and Bliss
are flaws and strengths we would commit
to reach a Choice that we need make
requires always some Leap of Faith!
Namyh
On the slope of a hilltop,
a steep mountain did drop
down to the rapids of a river named Syn.
Panic in the rain's roar
plunged on its slanted floor.
Bleak, on a horse of bones, galloped down the wind.
Behind, Greed and Envy rode their palomino steeds
with Wrath next to Lust, and Chaos in the night.
To a town called Choice raced Bleak and his marauders
'cross a moon, where horses shine skinless in the light.
Daylight would be coming soon,
sizzling hot the sand dunes.
Faith, Hope and Charity waited dawn's light to kiss.
Their horses neighed a cry !
Love and Justice looked to sky.
On the rays thrown from Sun like a fist galloped Bliss.
On streaks of sultry sizzling sand, his horse Sunlight burned red.
Bliss waved a hand and beckoned with a blast of booming voice.
Off the sand dune they did heed, self-propelled by hoofs of speed
catching Sunlight's blistered-blaze now inbound and aimed for Choice.
And flickering 'cross horizon stars
betwixt the moonlight's beams and bars,
Bleak and Bliss rode prairies 'til they reached a half-mile gap.
Seeing Choice ahead, they tightened reins
to jump that impasse half-mile gain,
and fearless leaped the chasm, hoofs in air, landing pat.
Our human halves of Bleak and Bliss
are flaws and strengths we would commit
to reach a Choice that we need make
requires always some Leap of Faith!
Namyh
