For lost their gain
better blessing. So set,
I remain.
A Torturer, a Torch, a herd and a cow
A comply with laughter
and a shake off the tree
and stand to stare the face
of the torturous flame,
Lowered chin, lifted eyes
forward sneer
this vow.
So. What now
He takes a step back, but
the flame holds its fight.
I laugh, raise my chin
and I look to the right
to meet human eyes
held with a moment, of fright,
But my smile comes forward true.
Why would not, so?
As my vow gets reply,
I say "Come let's go"
The fright gone from his face now
and replaced with a question.
"I have something to show you"
further, showed hesitation
Unexpected. I'm guessing.
This is nothing that's new.
still I lead, and he follows
me as I move.
We go barely far,
a few steps to a bend,
I raise up my arm
to gesture sight of a pen.
It's not big. So he gets it.
(He understands), his job is done.
He looks at me chuckling
As he'd not even begun.
He grins. "Well I never"
I say, "beats me too."
Now I follow the lead.
Heading back for his canoe
Once reached he replaces,
the torch in its hold
Steady, it flickers,
but does what it told.
It stares at me now,
as I seek past it,
searching waters
and waves, dimly lit
the Torturer clicks twice,
then he looks back at me
with his turn to gesture
And see my eyes widen
A gasp and I laugh
for expected and true
a spec does appear
from within the horizon
And as it grows nearer
the more I can see
the flame holds holds its truth
by the tortures fee
And up, from the water
to the sand (sure can be)
a cow rises out
Finally, I fall to my knees
aloof while at first he shakes off his head
ooks around nearly
drowned, quite unsure.
Takes just one step, then
collapses, down to his floor
All gone to me now,
the flame, and all fight
Irush to a side
to see hes all right
I kneel to the ground.
I hold by cow's face.
Lowerd chin, lifted eyes I
stare, no avow
The cow's eyes slump
closed —his breath is labored
My heart lurches forward
I know not, what I'm abled
From behind comes a laugh
I turn, frightened eyes met
"Don't worry," he laughs
Still despaired and upset
Lays a hand on my shoulder
"So far, he swam.
I don't know,
Ive* never done this.
No one's won this plan
yet.
But for all my time,
he's just tired,
I'd bet."
Holding my cow, whose
breath seems to've gone easy,
through the torchlight, I look
for the tortures face,
&* his smile shines bright
and I'm no longer queasy
My body relaxes from fright
Feeling new truth
In myself and this place
He sees this and chuckles,
shakes his head –disbelieving
strokes my cow's head
and says before leaving
"Thank you,
very much.
Now I see; It IS proven.
Time really does tell
all that's* possible
even from hell...
He gave one final stroke,
said "he'll be fine
once he's rested"
looked back, gave confusion
and sailed off
happily, bested.
The boat clear distance
and the torch holding flame
became the only sight left
as the torturer went back
and away
Cow in my arms,
my gaze anew,
stared after the light
the final note,
of what I'd expected,
knowing I'd misunderstood
of what I'd be left with.
*&* When it was gone
I could still see it's hew.
I could hold it,
I swear it,
as a might for us two
And I stroked my cow's face
now snoring lightly and sweet
laid my head on his body
and savored are heep
close eyes, totally rested
fresh hopes for awaking
I'd finally been tested
Unseemingly and survived
I let my win won
Expected and unseeming.
As head took control
a torch came back into sight
My vision uncombored,
I fell aseep lofted,
gently upright.
