Revelation in Glenborrodale
Step on step toward the crest
across timbered burn and stone,
where tumbling water knows no rest
save in the Loch below,
its rainy surge of silver gleam
frenetic in its fall,
like wealth hid in a black-rock seam
beyond the reach of all.
Yet onward, upward I will climb
against the easy way,
where greater joy than wealth be mine
and fewer men might say...
though titled in thin Kingly Guise
they rose beyond their means,
they ever saw through opened eyes
the folly of their dreams.
Landi Cruz
Sun 16th Mar 2025 18:46
A lovely piece of writing, and suits some recent personal musings of my own about being in a state of want in this world where there's always something else for which to strive.