GODDESS OF HEAVENS SWORD

GODDESS OF HEAVENS SWORD

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

The demurity of a woman

calms the storm before the quest, and she is

the engine of my hearts mind.

She is my destiny

so now that I have arrived

where are we moving in this current?

Do the challenges of our loves offspring

set course and sail

for what is written in the Stars?

Destiny can be a hangman’s noose

for the most famous Pirates of the sea hung.

Always a glass and a drink

before or after death to sublime meanderings

we sing in our gaiety.

If destiny

is a trade wind carrying our cargo

how do we know where we are going

and does

the inkling eye of success show its face?

Looking at the reflection of my piracy

I am a practical man in love

for love

subdues the carnivorous smile with angel dust.

and makes boys of men

as the bed rocks to the rolling waves.

If indeed I hang

the rope of my noose will create my legacy

but in the shallow of her arms

I have died and was reborn because of her.

The soft touch of a woman can make a man cry.

The tone of her voice can sit you down.

I fight the World with the strength of a Dragon.

She is my Goddess of Heavens Sword.