The Internest

Nowhere for many become the comfort of few.
Those who challenge the pallet of colors and hews.

Faux, you dare, and your mind of an escapement.
Riddled with time and repetitive displacement.

For you are a child of sought after wisdom.
Never permitted to traverse your own kingdom.

Sat upon high the huntress's neck.
Rocked with discourse, content to deflect.

Untrue to thyself, you cast a sparrow's March.
Not seasoned enough to pass the Orients Arch.

Your unfaltering wisdom thrusts you forward.
Impatience binding you, drawing you backward.

Designed by decisions and dastardly deeds.
How much wasted hunger can you feed?

Now go casts your torchlight, your steady warm glow.
It's time to seize your internal flow.

Open your mind and caution your heart.
Miraculous wonder, my child, you set yours apart.

Be the light into others, and provide your tokens.
Words have meaning and actions when spoken.

Carry the seedlings of your entire generation.
Bare witness to greatness from nation to nation.

As your time comes to pass and what you have shared.
Reflections of patience and love mimicked and revered.

Your tale is not over as you return to the soil.
Hypocrisy dies when truth becomes loyal.

Internally and externally your flow rages on.
The lessons you leave remain while you're gone.