On the Trail - Dreaming the Darkened Maidens I

Softest whispers as I do pass ‘Oh wandering Watcher Your path has led you here We wait for the One to come’ ‘Are you truly the One to write it?‘ Softer whispering's ‘How will it be true written... in Blood, Fire, or sparkling Water?’ ‘How will you write the twelfth verse... to Be’ _______________Maiden I_________________ The world abounds around us In seeming calamity Seething with injustices From sea to polluted sea. ________________Maiden II________________ Disturbed, our Gods forsake us We look for anything more And find the Devil laughing As he closes heaven’s door. ______________Maiden III_______________ What the heck did happen How did we fall so far Our educations left us More ignorant than before. _____________Maiden IV_______________ As Monied Powers skim the cream To feed their greedy pits Where good goes in only crap comes out What good is there with this? _____________Maiden V_______________ The answer must be found somewhere Men solving man’s continuing sins Or else we all will be shoveled down A birthing pit... to start again. ___________Maiden VI_______________ As dreams and hopes in scenes of Peace Shared prosperity turned to mists Perhaps we sowed the seeds seen sowed Seeing it through to come to this. ___________Maiden VII______________ For Man does love a tragedy Too much laughing causes pain And from far down all can then look up To mount the Stars again. ___________Maiden VIII_____________ Thinking ourselves victorious See, no animals do we be As we rise again, from among the herds Parading proud for all to see. ___________Maiden IX_____________ As Balance again takes our cue Freeing Chaos to have its fun To stun and wreck what’s fair and pure Feeding chattel to our greedy sons. ___________Maiden X_____________ As life it winds around itself Meeting Darkness at the end Thinking Light is just a switch to use Turn on, proceed again. ___________Maiden XI_____________ Oh, such fools we so surely are Cursing so... ourselves as sinned As human life it finally blinks out Storied potentials forever dimmed. __________Reply_____________ Stunned at implications Not me! I have nothing here to write. Wait! Dimmed! Not yet gone… yet Though what can be done… I turned around and ran. The Antlered Man brought The Laughing Master To the Garden planted I made refuge in to hide... And there we spent many days Planning the last lines ending Words poetic, rising for hope in the twelfth verse Achieving something for future hope... in Will. Abide, bride, cried, deny, fried, guide, lied, pride, ride, side, tied, wide Or one unborn... still hidden. Softer whispering's demanded answering's ‘How will it be True written... in Blood, Fire, or sparkling Water?’ ‘How will you write the twelfth verse... to Be’ Blood spilled, there be well enough Not even Fire stems that dark tide But Water yes, in Life of Man Sparkles Life to live again. ___________Maiden XII_____________ Oh born She is, to Be, hear ye special Maiden twelve Speaking words guiding Lighted Truth Wresting up Love, in Balanced Action's grand Learned lessons leading wiser youth.