I was youthful and dull
Like an empty vessel.
I was youthful and bright
Like a blinding light
Truely.

I was young and arrogant, ignorant of my arrogance
But with good heart and intent. Unrepentant in my venting.Unrepenting and blinded by my own light.
Now

Know what I know
Inner direction.
Instinct weaned of pain and experience.
Still as a cadaver breathless almost.As the wild world turns.
I read the writing on the four walls..the room spins slowly..
Graffiti ?
The odds on the outcome are in my grasp each step a casual stroll on burning embers.
The smell of my own burning flesh will help me to remember the tally.
Wisdom for it's own sake.

Ignorance is no excuse so
Turn slowly
Burn brightly
Eternity waits eternally.