In The Eyes Of A Sword

My fantasy was soon to uncurl
The fern I plucked had drank the nectar
From the pernicious soil
All trepidation had been contained
And if the wind would catch in my sail?
I'd find the beast that fouled up the water
Impel the lure that would change the course of fate!

With no wind in the doldrums
You had pigeonholed my dream
And pressing quandaries on the layline
Kept me anchored in that spot

Was this an omen or fluke?
I should have thought things through
There'd be no misconceptions to step on my shoes

Again, I'm pulled in the wrong direction
-Burdened by the knowledge in my crown
And in the standstill, I felt my mane grow
I was a lion in the swell!
And at that moment of true allegiance?
At sudden, a squall had bit my tail
That precious virtue had been forgotten
No lies would sit upon my throne

There was a fire in my eyes!
And I soon made my way to luff
Would I feel guilty for doubting the ways of your will?

Have no pride in the ocean
The waves of constancy hiding my unkempt tears
Where the life of a no one, the same as a nobleman
Heroes and scoundrels alike in the eyes of a sword

I need no compass!
For a tiger's eye spearheads my journey
Through the open water's maw
Into the mistral of a wrathful, nettled god
No ship would sail here, for the whirl had etched a drowning

And the rain pouring down made it difficult to see
I was carrying on my back, all the weight of the world
How I suffered in the maze of the giants
O' the mess!
I had created such impressive walls
And in my mind?
No, I could never ever fault!

I dreamed!
I visioned that I caught a treasure with my spiral
And sheer ferocity had pulled its carcass to my palm
And in such moment, I would make that wish a solid maxim!
O' I'd accomplish such a feat that no one ever had!

Still, there is fear in my eyes...
I never think things through
And on this voyage of arrogance, I had forgotten just who I am

Have no pride in the ocean
The waves of constancy hiding my unkempt tears
Where the life of a no one; the same as a nobleman;
Heroes and scoundrels alike in the eyes of a sword