Crucible

Crucible Peer into an unpredictable universe Of ambivalent depths A calyx cul-de-sac tipped up Into a crucible of the unexplainable Where curiosity strides into pure moments of mystique Fields of glory in bluebells Rusted milestones Hail ravaged wheat. Echoes of the prophetic tongue Swirl in chanted brews and prayers Mists, parted by potions, Bleed new horizons rising like cities lost In hundred year mists Brewed in a grail uncovered from eon’s smothering dusts Tasting ego and humility That knows its need for divinity. Mercy metastasized in every grieving limb And through the organ of the soul Led through foreshadow’s chalice Into unfathomable days yet to be born. 5-1-23 Contest: Up to 20 Lines Sponsor: Sotto Poet Twenty lines.