Ecstasy awaits
May 3, 2008
Mutual and freely alive.
A since of vitality, a brightened elation taunts at hesitation.
Ecstasy awaits,
Ecstasy beckons,
Still calling, calling out across the growing winds howling.
Calling out against brewing storm, brooding torrents threatening.
Calling,
Calling, she is calling out over the vast and swiftly surging river that divides.
She is calling out against the threat of storm,
against the approaching night.
Calling out from dawns first rays
’till dusk’s weakened and failing light falls.
Against the night, she calls.
Still she calls.
Someone must cross the raging waters that flush and flood,
Racing, chasing away weakness.
Someone must bridge this chasm.
Ecstasy awaits,
Only illusion separates and divides
Fruits given of the Fates,
Treasures promised await for this isolation to subside.
