What am I?

Fear says I'm flight
the cynic syas I'm might
lonely emotion says I'm love
I'm none of the above

I'm said to rest in the eyes of the old
often said to scorn the bold
a king sought me out by giving up his eye
few find me before they die

my voice will quite Rage
enough of me disbars any cage
I am the poal-star twin of doubt
I am what every faith seeks out

what am I?


and now a hint:

In the Owl I've been told to abide
and the three kings at Jesus side
In the name of every witch
and guide the lives of those without regret

When you mean something to me

meanings, being with someone is what resides with you those people who's images and words infiltrate what you do who you converse with when you're gone and who do the "same" with you. You're always togather a union more lasting to my eyes than perputual proximity

Just a thought on late night drinking...

it's a good way to vent, and a great way to rant, so long as the doubble vision doesn't present you with the impression that you're listening to a mighty orator and you take your own misgivings to heart