he veiled his face from his people so vile

there was no courage left to face their guile!

turned away to run disheveled ,disemboweled,

towards the sun , it might set him free

panting for air he didn't want to breathe!

had never cowered, had known no fear

but blades of fate had struck his faith

leached that thought , drained that dream

till he lost his most endearing possession

teh smile on the face had left,he'd fail that test

he had lost.........the moment of confession!

his eyes spewed wrath,saw his dream lay charred

foul mouthed rage ,turn after turn, page after page

he forced the heart to stop, shooed his soul away

with the glow of teh left over sun he waited

the mortal self on the sand he lay

for the earth to have the final say

the waves leapt forward in  gentle embrace

tufts of foam caressed his being, 

pulled him softly to the deep

a crimson glow was all he could see

stubborn as him teh soul came sobbing

teh glow had morphed to the wonderful dream

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the mind yet again beamed happy thought

wondering, perplexed........should he thank the GODS?