I Tie the Cord
Donald P. Goodman IIIVersion 1.0,
I tie the cord; I bind myself with knots of five to hold me far away from my own self and soul and all that they would lead me to; to self deprive of all the filth and poison that I long to thole. I tie the cord; I bind myself to better things, the peace that puts to flight all suffering and strife, the poverty that gives the hungry soaring wings, the death that brings the dying to a better life. I tie the cord, and knot it fivefold tight and sure, above the valley with my demons full and rife; the cord which binds the joyful sorrows I endure to my own self and to their everlasting cure.