CAUTIONARY TALE IX—KNOWLEDGE IS FORGED IN FIRE
In the shadow of the lights
cast from the fires of hell
where everything appears clear and bright
and vision swells unrestricted,
it is found that what you think you see
may be other than what lies there.
I may see a blooming plant
textured in color and glory
picture worthy beautiful, pretty
while you see dreaded poison
grotesque in its beauty
waiting for the next hungry man to eat
that his troubles may finally be complete.
Is it knowledge that taints perception
or is all deception clothed in nuanced color and scent?
When it comes to shadows
I have found it best
to never follow what another says they know,
instead I will rely on my own knowledge grown.
And if it is something I know nothing about
I may take the long way round
where no shadows are fire formed.
Yet as always there is always an other hand
and I may simply
follow my hearts demand to learn,
earn the knowing, take a bite and if it kills me
then it will always be said
“he died for knowledge.”
From then to now, to this very day
If I have only learned this one thing
in a life I think has gone on too long
it is to fear no fear,
and one thing I know for sure
there is no shadow nor injury come
that I have ever been able to outrun
or honestly turn away from.
© M Durfee