4 weeks ago. March 6, 2025 at 10:51 AM
I left the battlefield, battered and broken,
A soul whose light was slowly fading,
The spark of it raged, it fumed to stay lit,
For so long.....
It thought that it's last moments,
Would be scars, haze, and madness,
It thought it would keep grief, sorrow and sadness,
And like a candle to withered wheat,
A hug,
So simple and sweet,
It roared the soul to blaze,
Realizing a protector needed a healer,
A shield needed the holy word,
Because what you did could be seen as nothing else,
I know now that I can be happy,
With the simplicity of your smile,
And a room with your laughter,
And feel fully,
To never see that barren wasteland,
Ever again.