May the cool embrace of winter's night shelter us from the cruel gleam in death's eye as he rides the shadows through the plains of time and the winds of eternity |
The darkness of being alone overtakes my hollow soul leaving me shrouded in shadow hiding in the night forever forgotten |
The calm of the hunt overtakes my silent, clouded mind as I dance with the tiger a cold rage burning in my heart |
It is an immortal war of time knowledge and power; the seeking of peace; the being of the all the understanding of innocence - - a child's loving heart? and the embrace of quiet fighting for that innocence, defending its right to be never finding peace a warrior's path |
I fight, yet I cannot win I win, yet I cannot defeat I defeat, yet I cannot triumph and victory still eludes |
The mind rebels against the consciousness and the body rebels against the mind with the mind chained by the spirit; creating the whole
Such things are of myth and legend
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