Revers-Age

It came to me 
Thro' rippling waters 
Of pond and sea, 
(When life be deemed by eyes 
Fresh scent as Spring's newly seasoned 
Flowers, 
Mind full o' old, tireless in last moment sun's 
Retiring hours) 
Hidden-obscure, waves of fountain thirst 
Discover the child, uncovers this man 
I was first; 
Who'd walk~soul upon soul 
In quest, ungrateful, of trampled backs 
Savage sacrificed slaves say, "curs'ed be thy name!" 
Pavin' way...to youthful path, 
                +++ 
Lord granted me powers 
Of a chosen one 
To be better off an ancient innocence 
Than what wiseman call, the corrupted young. 
Centuries of struggles in limbo~jungles 
Limiting down search party to one, 
Left weary souls entangled in the web vines- 
Lies-hissing snakes tongues-madnesses minds, 
And suicide swamps-forgetful rivers deep- 
In bellies of blood lust beasts, 
Face alone the entrance to... 
Demon's torturous cave of keep, 
Within behold, in burning light 
A shimmering cascade of immortality; 
Venerable men should we... 
Be...greatly honored to become, 
Sip slowly, from carpenter's cup 
Ensue, a naive brood 
For all o'time.