Reckless
Action can
Create crisis-
beaware.
Please-
Don't fall victim
To Ego's
Allure.
Hold fast
The light
You've been
Harboring
Within.
Beware
Division
From the
Ides of March.
Tread lightly,
My dears.
Walk soft,
With good thought-
Prepare
Your mind
And sit guard
Your soul.
Chaos' Shadow
Is passing by-
Much is brewing
Has been for
So long.
It was
Four years ago,
We knelt
Pregnant with terror
Of what life was
Hurling our way,
And here we are
Nearing the end
Wounded
Yet,
Standing
Strong-
As we must.
The final
Square off
Is
Today.
Speak softly,
My dears,
And again,
Tread lightly.
Deceit is slinking
About.
But trust your heart
And what you've learned
For tomorrow,
It finally ends,
Either one way
Or, some other
Tomorrow,
It finally begins.
As poets, we are naturally sensitive to the moods and shifts of nature and life itself. But tomorrow is gonna be quite the day for all of us (well, today. 2.37am here). Those more sensitive to these may have already felt this coming. And if you've really been paying attention, you know this chapter truly began about four years ago for us all. I don't know if I'm ready for this, but I like to believe I've been well prepared.
