I knew it would happen one day,
Being an oracle and all,
Diminutive, though status tall.
Look and regard, I've awakened
Swirling waters of future past
Counter-clockwise, your gaze to cast.
And there he was with ease to find,
Coming up the slope with others,
Dragging slowly along behind.
He cannot possibly have heard,
But it will make sense once he does,
When all's revealed by my word.
Why am I anxious to extreme,
It's not like I have never known
Answers to everything I'm shown.
My hair, my gown & sandals worn,
A mess around me hither borne,
By clockwise future waters told.
While I watch him walk, and burdened,
He looks askance & determined,
As if it's me he wants to know.
And now the time at last arrives.
He waits for me to summon him,
With stoic glance my hand complies.
He takes two steps by light of torch,
My face filled with authority,
My mind a blank so suddenly.
His youth is not quite what it ought,
But still, he seems most beautiful,
Fair-haired, with skin of milk is wrought.
Without a word I wait upon
This man of height stands over me
With crane of neck so I may see
The mouth where words will issue forth.
If little more, I bare the rate
Which, dare it cost, what time is worth.
He has his chance please take it now
To ask of me of global fame.
At last it comes, "What is your name?" †
©2016-18 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved
Poem is done in Tercet stanza rhyme, with 8-syllable count per line.
Written by Jade-Pandora
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