Episode in ErrantryA Poem by Archishman Rick
Remembering the times of staunch and sincere training,
In stoic reverence to the solemn code of conduct, Wounds light and dense always braved with chain-mail shining, The knight now rode by new hillscapes donning lasting struct. Ventures taking sudden turns where fresh trials would await, Were all too known to the veteran of the wilderness, Sacrifice through errantry shunning personal distaste, Was borne carrying his hallowed sword with sharp tenderness. Seeking further insights that the elements could teach, He entered a steep gorge to test his spirit once more, Where ahead lay a poised hermit somehow out of his reach, Surrounded by floating visages he had seen before. Many a long mile could voices echo and odours waft, Thwarting not the knight and his trusted ride in striding each course, But a distinct nigh at this sight perhaps a malignant craft, Halted their steps in conjecture of its uncanny source. Approaching dark lit by steel desire at dying day, On these enigmatic springs that had chanced on their way, It was his masking helm that mirrored all those visages, As if nature was scanning him back with entrapping gazes. The hermit evanesced drifting yet rooted deep in the wilds, Along with the shrouds as the scene served wisdom for the wise, Leaving duty and chivalry contained in lightened armour, That hid tears on cleared path as the knight rode off with honour. © 2023 Archishman RickFeatured Review
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8 Reviews Added on October 26, 2023 Last Updated on October 27, 2023 AuthorArchishman RickWest Bengal, IndiaAboutA fellow in my mid twenty's, I have a knack to challenge myself mentally and physically. Whether it strengthens or softens my general naivety, I do not know. I hope to find, and trust the worth in t.. more..Writing
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