Stepped away. A moment’s breath relaxing or better described sitting upon my overturned shield. Relinquishing my hurry and relieving all who were certain to receive my blame. There is no upset or shame in acceptance of accountability due this man. In tomorrow miracles will aptly shine or gold, opal and promise.

The taste so sweet of Melton honey or crisp and clear milk just down from glacier’s ridge. Songs thought of reason and romance played to match wisdom’s resolve. In the dime’s time we chatted of dungeon’s plunder, dragons met and better yet our dreams of peace and passion. How do the children know that which has yet been learned or told them?

Gallant green upon tanned hide’s edge. Declaring the family’s faith and will to be remembered on battle’s field. We stood as ordered, set to tens and fifties, fighting for the rights of life and breath’s continuance. In daydreams we found surety. Opened to the causeways of mind and mystery, we sought the origins of time and temerity.

In fleeting jest, I laughed about the humble. All the while admiring from the sidelines of a life lived for splendor. In deep the pulse of life’s inherit rhythm. Counting out upon quick time the march of mankind’s escapade. Beset by meager and eager portions we were overwhelmed in doubt rather than believe. Firm the footing of a man whose supply is certain. Even if the wind recalls my heart may still be far from faith.

This ride the taste of breeze and fern as the leaves impressed my visage. To the sight of meaner things our fond recitation ventured. When first recalled we automatically found our plight strengthen but in remorse the mourning soon subsides. For all my words the deeds I’ve done mere actions. For lasting hope invested must call to order pride and require greater talent.