I Know Some of Life's Sorrows, Fate Decrees Everlasting

I Know Some Of Life's Sorrows, Fate Decrees Everlasting I saw seven dying newborn white horses I stumbled upon seventeen darken courses I ran through twenty-seven ancient burnt temples I found love may be hard, even when life is simple. I sat at thirty-seven broken wooden tables I listen intently to forty-seven mystical fables I kissed sweetly fifty-seven kindhearted virgins I sat in ocean fires with flaming tides surging. I spoke sixty-seven times of my cravings I cried out seventy-seven of my maddest ravings I sang eighty-seven songs of death and devastation I recall the best and worse of me without hesitations. I wonder if hundred-seven years would be worth living I think I need hundred twenty-seven years for forgiving I beg for hundred thirty-seven days of deepest fasting I know some of life's sorrows, Fate decrees everlasting. R.J. Lindley, Sept 20th. 1976, December 11th, 2019 Rhyme, ( The Roads That Fate And Destiny Set Upon Us ) - Where the mystical shadow dances and blows.-