Reverser

Poem

A forward course of routine I pursued,
Few mounds of success, some fortunes paused.
O I did all that I could and more,
A heap of surprises my future’s store.

Then on an ominous winter day,
I ventured to a field I did crave.
In shivering chill by winter mist,
In shock I witnessed my future’s gist.

Like a gagged witness alarmed I saw,
Earthly shapes bright with sharpened claw.
O lacerations I endured, condescensions galore,
By stumbles and falls I endured and strove.

In this gulf arrived on an appointed day,
The first gleam of unearthly index ray.
My heart at it clutched with a lunge,
My being whole promptly did plunge.

A long metamorphosis ensued, for words profound,
In silence and calamity it did ever expound,
A song for my keeping, a theme for my musing,
Long I pursued these lines intricately following.

All seems same, but all parts are new,
It bears the name, but its not I is true.
All has reversed, night and day, wake and dream,
Joy and grief, virtue and vice, all the same.

What art Thou, O Reverser? Inverter of values!
The long evolution’s curve from Thee flees.
And us Thine minions are too swept
In the gust Thy force are caught.

The scales and measures of familiar time,
Sate now by repetition like a modest chime.
Thine the rhythm and symphony grand
Charming my heart and grain of sand.

O Reverser, I have eschewed my kind,
Their brailled-book of deeds as the blind.
Of all moments apt for Thee to me summon
This would be it is my considered opinion.

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Reverser