Firm Marble and the Blue Cradle

 

With equal warrant

Two minds do tell each a one-sided story

Torn like a river between twin mountain base

Confound I ever deepen more in the river bed

‘O blend my captor in marble hollows

Behold me in thus your womb of safeguard

 

No sheltered arms among them of foe

Bury in sands wider than desolation

Even so the slightest of daggers augurs my seclusion

Help me burrow deeper my lawful cause of waned will

Felled from a great brim I have unearthed the last limit

 

No stone will bewilder thee;

That he may thinketh he is not me

And for your disunion; I will alter even the waters to stone

Taken from the earthly shelters did they strike

Then awoke atop a steep and vast mountain in spring

 

I gazed and pondered for three days

Yet could not think of to decline

So did I tarry a constant gaze for all of days

Often a watch of azure tints and wispy buoyant billows

But more oftentimes anight where fortune fled with dreams ideal

 

No pence; as panic has been allayed to rest

And my mind’s angst to rise again

As the full ripe air resides in no leftist brain

I look to western bounds to warm by the fiery hearts glow

 

‘Til I wary the heights of this fortune’s wheel

Shall I wield a light that cannot find the space of time

And for my ever blinking eye

Subsiding in dual minds rarely do I travel

Yet everlastingly I will romance with the apparitions blowing oft

Where the blue cradle never ceases to be free aloft

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