Wisdom has its failings
Order is sometimes a farce
Ritual can be hard to feel
Longing is there to control
Desire to have it all
Open the channel
Feel the love
Wander the path
Achieve the goal
Recite the word
Call the move
Reveal the prize
Alter the present
Face the beginnings
Taste the joy.
Alison Smith
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/world-of-warcraft/
