Upon Mount Horeb

which one am i ?
weak or divine ?

ughh........... the questions i ask sometimes
.............................bring on the strong wine

am i to be easily forgotten
or will my will be etched in stone
and thrive for a couple thousand years

i have always seen and treated life
........as my visionary concubine
....... my heartfelt conquest of a truth

and with a deepest of longing for the source

never have i lusted for fear
nor enjoyed it so
for it is a solemn joy, at the best of times

but i will admit to having at one point fallen in love
with all the things in life that destroy men

but that point has infinitely spurred me

so here i'am once again looking into forever and all
but this time........... i will not trip, and i will not fall

i pray my dream will shine - on all - and enthrall

with Albion to the west of me
Babel to the east
and Amarna bravely south

i pray The Truth will be with me for the rest of the journey
as he always has

the strong wine is mine......... i will take it