Composite blocks are the stanchions
On which every great house stands on
These blocks, like skarn deposits hold traits knitted together, in a union
To form Perseverantia’s pinion
Now this is the popular opinion
For your good, develop scions
That resemble these pillars of Zion
All for this purpose, this notion of keeping on
It is plain and simple, you moron
Do it and be renamed beautifully; ask Saigon
Like the doula of responsibility
Deliver dogged dogmas
Out of the pregnant paunch of difficulty
Like the tutor of painstaking victory
Teach tenacious tales
From books of suffering’s pedagogy
Only then can you face wholly
What animal of struggle, Life attacks with eventually
You are your plight
Face the version of you that is finite
Out of the dark caves, headfirst like Icarus into the sun’s light
Evolve the troglodyte
Ten times over, blow up yourself; detonate reinvention’s dynamite
Like it is necessary; scratch that make it a rite
As many times over, test your might
Over and over, test your sight
Have these trials, these forget-me-nots as an acolyte
And If it is fraught with nought and knots of wrong, smite what is seemingly right
Till you become infinite when you take flight
Till you reach stellar heights
Till you move by the speed of light
Stay floating, my young knight
Start the journey, sail on this odyssey
Willingly or unwillingly
It is not odd you see
Knowingly and unknowingly
Everyone embarks on it
Some with a lot of conditioning
Others, minus the inure, like dogs after a frisbee
It is Life’s boomerang that spins around with no return, no rebound
The one-shot slingshot hurtling towards its destination, fate’s loyal hound
No one controls this ship’s manifest
Agency rests alone with the sailor and his voyage’s digest
Embrace it all the same even as you roost and nest
When blades slice and arrows fly, find cover
Retreat into the cocoon, become a chrysalis
And gladly welcome the metamorphosis
In the process, Panacea will flood you as a revelation
Ushering relief to the pain of your struggles
It was always for a time evanescent
In two folds, comes its enlightenment
In its penultima, you are greater than what you will ever go through
In its ultima, The One Above All is your only hover
Lean on Him should you need a reminder
Endure and look to Job’s job
Stay floating
Fique Sempre Flutuando
Grey
Curator of moments, collector of whispers