Sonnet III: Hero
Okay, I missed a few days. I'll get in the groove soon enough.
Sonnet III: Hero
I cross the threshold out into the night
A step across the gap from this estate
Of solid, unreal past and black and white
To dreams that every dreamer could create
The path ahead is known yet known too well
My unborn self would skirt around that verge
But born, I know the path leads out of hell
Reborn, died, born again heroes emerge
The true reward for answering the call
Cannot be brought to others on return.
To gaze down the abyss, to be in thrall -
The greatest gift you'll walk alone to earn.
I'm sure that someday you will follow there
And give the void a first and fateful stare.
Sonnet III: Hero
I cross the threshold out into the night
A step across the gap from this estate
Of solid, unreal past and black and white
To dreams that every dreamer could create
The path ahead is known yet known too well
My unborn self would skirt around that verge
But born, I know the path leads out of hell
Reborn, died, born again heroes emerge
The true reward for answering the call
Cannot be brought to others on return.
To gaze down the abyss, to be in thrall -
The greatest gift you'll walk alone to earn.
I'm sure that someday you will follow there
And give the void a first and fateful stare.