Assent -- It's Been A Long Time

I don't really remember the last time I wrote poetry and kept it. Years, probably. But here it is: a Chris A. Peck original, straight out of my brain.

Assent

by Chris A. Peck

Through wind, and hail and rain,

they went

With wings on their feet,

they soar in and out of time;

in and out of space and thought and trouble.

They wield their steed and steel and

pull onward and up.

Up to the peak of reason—

A perfect realization of their pain

and of their suffering

and of their joy.