The Solitary Climb

In a long lost time
in a far distant place
a forgotten reverie..
we were of one mind
  one spirit.
Twin blades.
sisters of the quest.
I strove to overcome the fear
and to emanate strength,
while you were tall
confident and blessed.
Admiring the gifts and ease
with which you played.
Smooth fluid rhythms
by your strong violin.
...until his fierce hands
reached for your bow
and plucked every string
from your solid heart.

Oh woe to those who suffer
under his destruction.
Tragedy.--
Like unto deity
demanding respect . and fear .
Bending low to scour the earth
recovering what pieces were left.
The re building process
arduous and long.
Only, this rotation
you feared.

Hesitated.
Took the secure path
one of surety
exaltation
You blossomed anew
into this brilliant white rose.
But you still possess thorns,
dear one. You still. cannot. deny.
the connection that was once...

This solemn woman
who I claim
slowly attempting the climb.
Who fights and falls
and carries upon her back
your mark
bare
and raw
for all eyes.
The power of water and fire
a balanced curious dance
of perfection.
And for all those questioned words
they call to me and speak
"what does thou challenge?
What does thou claim!
by those markings??"

Without my inspiration
by my side
I reply,

"Many hands that clock runs
away and away.
If I can but steal one calm moment
and spare one still glance

I would see lush green evers...
hypersensitive energy
Electric!
And there would be two sisters
one spirit..."

But.
I cannot stop time
cannot live in the could've beens
Only but smile and silence my sadness
accept your distance.
Keep my sights ahead
and above
I can only
climb..