Tapestry

Tapestry

You’ll ride on a crest too high,
     then left rocketing deep below.
Applying for exotic answers,
     to questions you’ll never know.

Made sightless far from home,
     hunger’s saliva reddens eyes.
Aware of how a soul will fall,
     reveals the hunters in fairy guise.

Look at the raindrop shivering,
     when moments dissolve in spray.
Dreams hopeful for beginners,
     keep their weapons stashed away.

Sightseeing on a sacred ground,
     carrying no regard for inhibition.
Standing in reserve on front lines,
     a personal tapestry must be written.

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