In my head I trusted;

Gave faith to reasoning.

For worlds of thought I lusted

And made the mind a king.


But, gaunt mind, learn to let

Wild faith trot his course

And cherish in that union met

Like bond ‘tween man and horse.


Desperate for desire,

And pleasure’s eye–my aim,

I fed a king of fire

And hungered for his flame.


But wildfire burning

There is good in his control,

To not be ash with yearning

But let refine the soul.