A Road Never Traveled

The inspiration was a friend of mine.

A Road Never Traveled

A midnight sorcerer seizes the night and takes me at her side

Every blow, banter, beating and barter we take it all in stride

It's all games and fun yet makes are merry days feel long

What a crazy game called life, it's wave a crazy ride

Along this journey the midnight rider defines only struggling with the end

Twin topped peak is what I imagine; long flowing hair, one stuck in time and one a present, blowing in the wind

Once we reach this great gated fate the knowledge in our tomes with be our only peace

After all how could you not learn when marching along encountering both divinity and sin

My companion is a raging steed and similarly a omniscient bird

Writing and writhing, saying and shouting with a message filled with meaning yet little heard

But all fetal knowledge, self consumed and on the verge of implode, needs an outlet of peace

On cue I take the stage, a scholar, a sinner, a seeker, a silent weeper, a lonely little t**d

Once a great wizard standing tall across and untested and forsaken land

When faced with adversity and struggle he found himself a lesser man

Not a wizard but a creator, a maker of ideas, said him to it and it to I

So I sit on my horse following a course that sits in shadow both unconsidered and unplanned

Looking forward into the night as a magi and an unkempt knight

The world looks unjustifiably bright yet we will await but not expect a pleasant horizon of rising light

Author's Note

Any critiques are most welcome