Mountains

Eruption, This haunting Terrorizing emotion This cord This ethereal torment Claws scraping Twisted biceps lurch my vessel forward Tattered feet scraping hardened earth An Emotional void Refusing to bring this convulsing shell This once dormant child To his desire, And this taught life line would draw on Till one day The scraping pain rose in protestation Too short was the cord Too mad was its lord Fate and its twisted lover time Rose did this merciless oppressor Its rocky assault upon my person This mountain of fortitude, firm stone resolve, No Its uneven surface whispers through my shredded fingertips No The blood trickling down these jagged scars would cry But this smoldering volcano Hears not the terror in the voices around It hears only the vibration of the cord Waves of craze It hears through them a whisper, a cry, of yearning of longing Through the mountain And to the lush beyond: A haven, obsession for greed And anchored is the cord In a maiden Sleeping lazily under the shade of the mountain, caressed by my tormented breath Her heavenly winds This cord that urges at this volcano This mountain that denies a cascade of burning will This rocky cage that guards salvation The things craved the most Torment the most For man shall live to conquer mountains, for maidens or for fame For completion. © Samir Georges 2009