Fight, Knight

awoo

The wounded warrior

who fights no more

dons old armor

to feel his shine.

To feel a time 

of grime and muck

one last time

before setting shut.

Maybe there's a nobility in it.

An honour.

A duty to who you were and who you will become.

A bon voyage to past tendencies and worries that

overcome and assail every soldier's mind.

Despite this there is a fearful aura. Justly so. 

It is those who have not felt
the burden of a heavy shield
who will cast glances.

It is wise of them.
Foreign are those who return from battle unscathed.
It is not the bend of the road
to find providence
below.

Who could blame them?

Ever watchful,

the ritual is performed not to bolster ego,

but to detract. 

To remind oneself that the armor is in fact off.

That you survived.

You made it.

You're here.

So hope we all.

Reviews

[Matching Socks]

Triumphant!

This is one of my faves from you, such great vibes, fight the fight and come out on top.
Great to see something new from you and so positive.

[RFDIII]

I've had many kind people help me along lately.

[Matching Socks]

Yay! That's great, so glad to hear. :)

[RFDIII]

This one's dedicated to you Coyote. One of my most steady reviewers I've had. I don't talk much, but it all comes around.