Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Allegory of Hubris

He skylark flew above the plush champagnes
With mountains valleys rivers cheerful small
And even when he panned the farthest plains
Their reach for him did not reach far at all
Until he hit hit hit a wall unseen
In crystal air that harder there reached on
And cleanly fixed the sun within its glean
Where there he witnessed glinting endless dawn
Before the raptors ravens flew too near
And hovered just above below beside
While still he smiled a smile so light with cheer
That he their first bite took with smiling pride
And fell and fell some more and further fell
And falling whispered bloodless prayers for hell