Witness to the Dawn
Lost, in the
Tangle of Eternity’s
Hair, I, the blind child
Of Night,
Inherit a dying world
Hidden, by the
Shadows of wing’s
I would don,
A silent tremor comes over me
Weary, are my
Arms, my legs,
And my spirit, from
War in the Heavens
That fire has made new
But now, by
The water and
The fire I am
Cleansed, and given to,
The Holy Obligation
Crumble the walls of
Vainglorious decision,
Shine through, O
Light, of the
Dawn and its vision!
(2014)
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