Blind
21 November 2014
LAPIEH LANDU
I stand upon a hill,
So rigid, so great
By feet or by flight?
Or be his colossal might?
I stand upon this hill,
So rigid, so great
By one man’s deep faith
To willingly embrace
My victory, my delight
My alms without a toll
Of every hitch in life
I rose above it all
How strange, how novel
His embrace my allay
So cultured, yet enduring
Of contention- so noble!
Stupendous, my view above
From a route so punishing
A climb as confronting
His aid a pleasant shove
Rare and surpassing I find
A hand disposed to succour
But alas I was blessed
For he was gender blind!
Yes, precisely!
Gender-blind.
Keep writing.
Posted by: Samuel Roth | 21 November 2014 at 12:45 PM