In The Respondent Return Poem by Andrew Michaels

In The Respondent Return



I shall state and pursue my testament
And as all men-I shall walk alone
In creation's reverence, her deepest woes
I shall stand upon the highest throne
Of quiet solitude, as the esculent stone
And I shall hold life's impassive throes
And at the dawn's first triumphant show
I shall affirm in its light, its perfect song
With this heart, this mind, this soul
In the respondent return

I shall dream of time undreamt
With every breath of life's adorned accord
I shall behold of nature, of this universe
I shall remember, the softest effervesce
And acclaim of permanence, a soul ascendant
As a fountain sweeping forth in brilliance
As the sun shining with every radiance
With benevolence and compassion
I shall prove proud the perfect tune
Of this heart, this mind, this soul
In the respondent return

And I shall seek of heaven's forged redeem
And shape the silent truth from the unknown
And lay homage to each naked extreme
I shall stand as the firmament of stone
And differ not in innocence or annointed oil
Nor strip the season bare for earthly spoil
Not at my need nor as bitter iron rain
Not as an icy winter's frigid snow
Not as a summer's fiery flame
Nor as an autumn's golden glow
I shall defend of this my one testament
Upon this heart, this mind, this soul
In the respondent return

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