Arien

Ride the wind, carry your torch
Such mythology ---
A splendor.
 
Swallow the fitful wave
As you arise to cast your
Dubious divide.
 
How deep your furrows
Rising agonic ---
What demise.
 
Your pace I can never catch
Shaken to rein, barebacked;
So empty inside.
 
Hands peel away as  
You fly, mercuric, borne of
A heavens' stride.
 
My head flies back
Hair locked in a vaccum to
Reciprocity, a candor.
 
Estuarian blankness,
A stasis to penetrate
The worlds fertile mind.
 
Give me a brace to awaken
Fire captivated by pride.
Song of circumstance ---
 
Driven to brink,
Left to die.
 
Trod upon your scattered mind
Earthen, mortal, fallen to grind.
 
Gravel-wrought by plows
Riding a red-tide of
Undercurrents buried aside.
 
A cauldron of words,
This burning heart.
 
A smelting pot inside
Fragments, shards
Dissolve, reforming
 
In heat they arise
Smouldering elements ---
Are they formed?
 
They can't decide
So they sink back down
Unrefined.
 
To create in theory,
An alchemy ---
A poets heart on fire.
 
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                Authors note:  The title refers to the
                   zodiac sign Aries and was inspired
                   by the poem, ' Ariel ' by Sylvia Plath