A WORTHWHILE REALITY

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JOURNAL # 41

time, she Trojans on
like the red head so temperamental
while moments she collects
such rare, priceless jewels
to be saved
for a crown yet bestowed
a prince is not a prince
until his kingdom is known
the woods before us are not
so deep nor thick
just confusing
patient paths pitter pattered
this way and that
by long ago forgotten former feet
such marred markings of middle earth
are but for us
a mere bridge
sketch its span with your will
my love
only then could the expect
to trudge across its timber
and storm the castle wall
to abscond off with the maiden
gently napping inside
today you use your pen
ah but tomorrow
brings your sword
the sword of purpose and action
the dragon is but the distance
conquer the common place
and the ordinary first
lay down your pen
mount your steed
and raise your sword
to make your wishes
into actions that grow
massive wings all their own
to fly your fine strong heart
into the realm of
'A Worthwhile Reality'..............
God's Speed to you
Mighty Former Scribe
God's Speed................
(Aug. 2, 2012 857am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

laying down the gauntlet here ( in a manner of speaking) for a certain granite hewn enforcer of sorts............

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