the clarion boy & the scarlet hill
A young man's POV on facing challenges

The boy can drum movement in a statue, His possibilities are cosmic. Land an impact like an arrow Resounding a clean clarion harmonic.
After all, his blood is made of mercury, But instead of silver it shines gold! All while retaining mercury's key property - In any challenge he can mold.
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He's elemental to his friends, The first to lead unknown skies With a brazen eye for adventure, And a panther's backbone to always try.
So new challenges mostly felt familiar Their lime mountains would lower a welcoming hand, But this time there stood one scarlet hill That proved strange to understand.
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What do you do with a scarlet hill? When somethings air feels so unnatural What's the right solution, Needed to start a new chapter's traction? ____________________________________________________

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SOLUTION noun
so·lu·tion | \ sə-ˈlü-shən \
Definition of solution
1a: an action or process of solving a problem
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A solution is solving a problem, yes -
But could you sail the sea and still miss its depth?
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Is a solution just the equal sign that lets two two’s equal four?
Maybe it’s your dad when he actually learns to close your door.
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Is it just binding wood to get across the ocean?
Or sharing a kind word as a warm healing potion.
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Mapping the future's road that somehow lost its way,
Sensing the volumes that just a pupil movement can say.
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Befriending lonely stars, to make colourful new norms,
Using ingenuity in unexpected forms!
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It's the hungry plant that learned to eat flies,
When the queen honeybee resolved to colonize.
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When the moon melts a moment for clearer attention,
So actions richter deliver, and not just in intention. ____________________________________________________
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It’s David’s stone that took down Goliath,
Outing the hidden details that were abit too quiet.
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Chiseling your character amidst life's selfish rush
When Rosa Parks went to sit at the front of the bus.
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It wasn’t pointing fingers when it was their fault
It's showing mercy with, God's grace and all.
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Being coconut water through a volcanic word
Calming ego's lava so true reason is heard.
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Being bold to ask like Oliver Twist,
Exploring the darkest caves - so nothing is missed.
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Not cementing an outcome, before it's time,
Letting the scene play out, then making up your mind.
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So the noise here is loud, can you speak a bit clearer?
A solution depends on who’s looking in the mirror.
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So taking a deep breath,
The clarion boy got straight to work -
Brushed his black hair backwards
With a semi-confident smirk.
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Asking for wisdom from God
When gracing scarlet unknowns;
"Start with what you love,
And the rest will seem to flow."
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and so the hill never changed from scarlet
kid clarion just grew,
that's the fantastical part
solutioned only in the new.
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________________________Outro______________________
Overtime he'd crossed 15 scarlet hills
And then the halcyon raptured.
Formed a herculean tone in his voice
But wondered, what happens after laughter?
Sometimes behind a closed door
In the eves of his mind
The one thing he couldn’t quiet engineer
Was a meaningful smile.
As real as hope, it's hard to know
what fixes the weights that sink so deep
but there can be
// someone in your corner
and God is not asleep.
no shame or need to explain
there're friends who'll move worlds to listen
have an ab tensing cry
then push you back on your mission.
don't have to speak too often
but definitely when it counts,
& just enjoy each at their other
not just money makes the world go round.
so grey is bleak but enriching
and sometimes still feels like a sunken ship,
so theres no prophetic final answer
but friends to just enjoy figuring it out with.
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About the Creator
Tim Worton
Texts By Timmy
If you want to "know me", know me - I'd want you to know I love magical realism, wisdom literature, songwriting, words that make you go "ooH?", sharing stories, anime & seeing people heal


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