Golden winged child, softly spoken, dance remembered,
lingering memories trail unheeded on your lips.
Eleusinian women praise the song of journey's
never taken and remembered battles never won.
Nameless forgotten places remain encased around some
high-born daydream etched faintly on your brow.
Heartily you play life's game of mysteries while
unconsciously expanding the mental monster within, 'til
times takes toll of thoughts now tormenting,
clinging desperately to designs abandoned long before.
Housed in mind vaults sealed eternal, foreboding
illusions onve envisioned, dormant relics now must lie.
Noxious legends impaled with prophet's false ideals
silenced forever is my legacy to you.
September 1975
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