A Hammered Dream
By Steven Joseph McCrystal
QuailBellMagazine.com
QuailBellMagazine.com
A blazing furnace was where I was born.
When delivered from that forge
a hammer beat me;
a hammer shaped me:
pressure and time,
pressure and time,
and hammered twice again.
Pressure, time,
pressure, time,
a pounded pulse . . .
A rhythmed steel on anvil crafts my spark;
crafts my life.
A sword beaten upon this Crucible called fate.
Crushed, and worked by divinity some say;
some say yes: some say no, some say go
but folded steel is stronger;
so pound it faster,
pound it swifter,
pound it quicker,
make it stronger.
Make the truer steel;
make it sublime.
And make it mine to wield until eternity folds into back time.
When delivered from that forge
a hammer beat me;
a hammer shaped me:
pressure and time,
pressure and time,
and hammered twice again.
Pressure, time,
pressure, time,
a pounded pulse . . .
A rhythmed steel on anvil crafts my spark;
crafts my life.
A sword beaten upon this Crucible called fate.
Crushed, and worked by divinity some say;
some say yes: some say no, some say go
but folded steel is stronger;
so pound it faster,
pound it swifter,
pound it quicker,
make it stronger.
Make the truer steel;
make it sublime.
And make it mine to wield until eternity folds into back time.
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