- Oph Kiltah
Ode 5
Knowledge is power
And the scales are tipped 99.99% in your favor
I feel the weight
The angst
While that .01% I savor
It is both enough and not
It is both a loathsome burden and the most epicurious freedom
Knowing what little I know
But I will take that mustard seed
Plant it deep in my mortal coil
This fertile soil
I will whet it
Like my voracious appetite for you
The light of the glorious orb will pale
In comparison to the ultraviolet that my passion will rain down on it
It will take root
I will rout you out
And when it comes to pass
Not a bulb
A bloom
A blossom
A flower
The most magnificent red wooden sentinel
Will compare to that which will flourish from us
We will stand the test of time
Immovable
A tree planted by the water
I’m ready for my first sip