Anthology

Destiny dangles dreams on a line
Like a worm speared on the hook
Tempting you to bite
The succulent offering
Weaving before your eyes
Sent from the gods as a joke
Disguised as reality—tangible.
They sit laughing upon their thrones
As you float by the temptation
Cutting to see the hope
Emanating in widening circles.
The dream draws you in
Till you resist no more.
Giving your soul over
To the masked force
Pushing, struggling, striving
To hold the elusive.
YOU have conquered the gods!
The soul soars above the heavens
Holding the offering in clamped determination
Knowing the battle has just begun
The line jerks and taunts you along
Ever deeper into believing,
Trusting this is where dreams survive.
You have reached the tangible
Overcoming fears barring the way
Feeling ecstasy in the warmth—
One mighty tug, a bleeding wound
They put you in place.
You go to the GOD
With the epitaph on your soul—
Here lies the one that bit destiny.