Light of The Dragon

Light of The Dragon

A Poem by AMetaphoricalSoul

Inspired by The Wheel of Time

Carrying this mountain of death and birth on my shoulders
Balanced precariously on this feather
The weight of the world is my burden
Passed down by my former selves
Bestowed from the divine

A Light to balance the Dark
Like embers falling on dry grass
To save everything or destroy it
Time and time again
With the turn of every Age

I am marked by the sword to remember my name
To set me on the path towards the price that I must pay
Tying bonds that cannot break
A living weapon
Harder than stone or steel

Just another man with the taint of my mistakes
Humbled in sackcloth and ashes to find myself again
I arrive unrestrained with the first glow of the morning
My veins now filled with gold
The Light bleeding out of me to cultivate the tears of salvation

Do not wait for me in dread
For I am the one you seek
Heralding what was once lost
To bring about the world anew
Ushering in death and glory like lightning in the air

A wind rises with this new beginning
With the power of all those who fought against the Dark
And as the sun sets after the long defeat
Think not of me as the passing storm
But as a memory of Light

© 2019 AMetaphoricalSoul

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Added on October 7, 2019
Last Updated on October 7, 2019