Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Chalice




















Once…
it seems like dreams ago…
he set out on a daring quest…
to taste of life from every cup…
each chalice pressed to lips
filled with sweet discovery…
filled with promise, passion,
and persuasion…
a task which in his youth
he carried out with relish…
noting no two taste the same…
each different
and intriguing on their own…
some found sweet and cloying…
some floral and pungent…
some bitter and repellent…
yet never once was one denied…
all found heady and sublime…
on occasions…
indulging desire yet again…
delighted by a subtle rare bouquet
intrigued by a dark woody under taste…
some again
and again
unable to get his fill…
growing ever intoxicated
with each new offering…
until at last
desire finally slaked…
he gave pause to reflect…
conjuring
that sensual sojourn
attempting to define the best…
the one true captivating nectar
that had caused contentment…
a soft stirring in his breast…
the one true elixir
to be sought
and secured …
to captivate his spirit
for a lifetime…
yet when he sought
that special find
that sweet intoxicant
to soothe his spirits…
he was distraught to find
it had slipped away…
acquired by someone
more astute than he…
a person of some insight…
yet unaware of the rarity
of his acquisition…
oh lucky man…
now he looks upon
the empty chalice…
he wets his lips
remembering the nectar…
sweet as plum wine…
light as butterfly wings…
trying to accept
a loss of bliss
once so close…in sips…

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