How honored I feel now you are my task <br />your need for me a chain of devotion <br />restricted by hidden fences! <br />Those missing years? all for the good, no matter how <br />unreal they seem! <br />You are who you are...and who you were at the time? <br />A passionate heart will light up the darkest dungeon <br />if governed by the discipline of the soul. <br />The hand, master of pleasure... will comfort the contrived <br />we are only human managed by the gifts bestowed upon us. <br /> <br /> <br />I have been looking back, Oh but now i'm looking forward <br />It is time! ... <br />That I, had control of my incubation! <br />While the entire world slept <br />I met the warriors of the night <br />drank in their taverns... <br />reading aloud poems they had written for me! <br />Without shame one or two demonstrated the sacred thrill <br />To their appetizing words. <br /> <br /> <br />I have watched them fight without fear for-the-living! <br />Am I the next chapter? <br />this is your story. <br />Am I your prodigy? <br />Blessed in a time of world without end... <br />with the sign of the cross <br />I knelt for initiation! <br />At the crossroads of my destiny.<br /><br />Martina Moriarty<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mama-s-secret/
