Metaphor Series~affliction

 
urgent in need I speak the ancient tongue
falling from my lips mysteries even to me
copper sundials say it's late

an equinox of faith
heralding in a new dawn
time times two

the wheat weeps in the field
the thrasher shakes it of its seed
the tares regard it all
taking in the scene playing out for humanity

a cult of learning
enacted from the beginning of time
the very fruit-bearing tree attests to this fact
guardian over all knowledge
producing figs lest you forget

in the dark, we shiver
understanding on a deeper level
souls shine with understanding
others are tripped up by the long shadow they cast