Wizard’s Eye by Matthew Cilia
Lo and behold! Here comes a story of one
Who is found in all yet found in none.
If you’re one of some who’s journeyed on,
Rest assured your deed is done.
Like th’ auburn leaf born beautiful ‘n bright,
Old life you’ll leave to meet th’ moon at night
To find a path unseen o’ light
An’ renew again your sight.
I met a boy not long ago before th’ twilight hour
A gentle soul untouched an’ kindled by th’ swaying wind
whose soles ungirdled at my ragged clothes over rough skin.
To his liking I offered an adventure fit for growth
To slay creatures so bold and earn gold of old
Who without further ado, prompted to do so an’ set forth.
From planes of glowing green and flowing rivers
I took him to lands of darkness, despair, bareness
Promptly he turned aback and made way to comfort.
Timely came a monster filthy and unnatural
The boy became a man as he plunged a lying sword through its torso
Forever changed, so he never went back.
Along our ever-winding road near fire beneath stars
He asked why he was chosen for such a call
To which I told that all are called, yet all are deaf.
As all things live, all must die
So silent an’ swift I set to my departure
For the man to carry on his journey alone.