Broken Rhythm

A spark inside frozen cold

Regaining time past lustre

World is wicked so told

And bravery needs be bold

From rickety trust can muster

The memories of lying disease

Assault cured leather defence

In quiet moments on knees

For fretful relief from these

By pleading no fault’r pretence

Season brings among other things

A breath of renewed awe & wonder

With crowns on ground garden kings

Chase rabbits, fox, fowl and rings

Take to dancing in rain & thunder

But never does one dance alone

In these times of balanced bliss

 ’Stead spin upon grand rolling stone

Precipice edge with splintered bone

Extended by hand and lips to kiss

Face of the forest finds ways to manifest

Alluring smile & laughter it's speech

Labyrinthine pathways it's test

Frustration and pounding of chest

Must be overcome by we seekers each

And sparks find home in wild spaces unknown

To be cradled and thus to rekindle

Though icy winds still blow

And failed harvests be sown

Needed dedication shan’t dwindle

Rather coax from spark a glowing fire

Casting shadows away and to all sides

Emblazoned center with right willed desire

Name projections greed, fear, malice, pride

 Step over these w’ caution confident in stride

With life blooming in each step’s wake

The motion both a leaving & becoming

It gives as terribly as it does take

Leaves feelings unable to shake

’Spite roar in the beat of drumming

-Brandon Fenton 2015