The Edge

(rondel)
 
The burn of case-hard iron brings it back,
In sparks of rust and steel, the dull of years.
How I have left my edge design to fears,
The parry of my vagrant mind’s attack.
 
The run of life, the flail, keen lines ransack,
With every pass, this rasp more burnish clears.
The burn of case-hard iron brings it back,
In sparks of rust and steel, the dull of years.
 
I pounded blade to blunt with careless hack.  
Hard razor mind from such abuse appears.
Though forge and file seem overly severe,
With those parts lost, I’m better for the lack.  
The burn of case-hard iron brings it back.