Rondeau Poetry// Elixir

The life that holds the core of this soul,

with a sagacious energy to attain the goal,

and cherish moment of joy and smile,

to journey the passage of this life’s mile,

as the time and experience make a roll,

to breath and evolve as a whole,

and defeat the failures that tent to troll,

to glorify victory with aplomb and style,

To please the core of this soul,

When success adore the life as sole,

and long for an elixir as an eternal foul,

and silence the conscience with a wile,

to enjoy the luxury pleasure  for a while,

to fall in the evil dungeon of hole,

To please the core of this soul.