Sestina!An Ode to the Gatekeeper!
Once a upon a time there was a non-ordinary man, the gatekeeper,
and all things in life were given to him, except Greatness,
which protected herself with words blowing in the wind.
Caution barricaded the door, prevented it from coming out. This key
he needed badly, so he could become whole, escaping the jazziness,
achieving happiness, fulfilling the universal philosophy of love.
His first mistake was that his eyes showed his hatred for Greatness,
a secret just below the surface, hidden by words blowing in the wind,
but like a blind man in the darkness, he did not see it. For the key
was covered in red laughter, locked in a prison of the jazziness.
It did not matter to him, he secretly loathed the power of love.
The gatekeeper felt safe because he could not see the eyes in the wind,
they revealed to him that he would never find the key
Speak uncertainty, only the dark side needed the magic of the jazziness,
seduced by waiting moments, a fine line separated him from love.
Not even prayer belonged in the damned world of the gatekeeper,
where his word is law, and a spirit turned into a woman named Greatness.
Over time, he thought so much about himself, he forgot about the key.
It reciprocated his generosity by passing him along to jazziness,
whose power was so strong he did not even recognize it. No love?
Greed, and selfishness made him emotionally bankrupt for the gatekeeper
stole her poetry, the very esseence of her womanly inspiration. Greatness
could see that he would self-destruct. She prayed to the Ghost in the wind.
He broke her heart, which is just what the wills and lustfulness of the jazziness
wanted. By succumbing to it, the fear of, he lost not only her and love,
but was fired from Up Above. An immortal named Seth, the gatekeeper,
had the saddest day of his life. Warning words blowing from the wind
came and went with night; going with it was the answer to finding the key.
The gatekeeper became the very thing he hated, despite the warning words in the wind
blowing through his ear. Wisdom evaporated at this moment. Not even the power of
jazziness is greater. Could it be that the key to Greatness is love?
Praise by thy name, and ye shall find . . .
