An Armored Approach A Birth of Rote

To Speak,

with the flavor of grace,

requires truth to be said.

Not Spoken

A Continual Road,

paved with pain,

delivers growth,

not shame.

To Recover,

from what has been done,

takes Voice of Been.

In Every Begin Birthed,

Win!!

Appreciative of small favors,

a testimony of,

I've been theirs.

However!

Time delivers Age,

to go a Knew way.

It is the patience,

that may deliver Knight.

Knot in this World

I state,

A Date of not Myth,

just miss.

By Design,

Forged-for-Rhyme,

out of sublime,

to say:

"The Rings-of-Gold, and Established Home, Views from this I Roam."

Not of Fear,

for that's been here,

but War declared,

merited an exit.

It is Fate to Believe

In What?

Remains up to You,

not me!

Passed Life

The Pull of a Scene,

in memory,

the sight of such,

not Panic,

just Stowed.

A Kindness,

in this Hand-of-Fate,

my destiny,

by No-Mistake!

To Hope,

I will not be Alone,

for Eternity,

in thus I'm shown.

A Credence,

a History,

in which I See,

a Battle that Orphaned me!

In Ancient Time,

where War-met-Plan.

I have Sight,

in memory,

a Rite?

Can this be the same Knight?

Left with Him,

to Survive this Plight?

All I See,

are Sails in an Oceans Lake.

A giant Pond,

where all is gone.

In confusion,

not despair,

led my life,

from Hear-Too-Stare.

I Ponder meaning of such a place,

Climatic-Difference,

of this I rate.

Such a Great-Full Sea of Missed,

that I mention,

am I this?

Think it Odd,

thought it Strange,

memories of just rearranged.

Silence burns,

this seared appeal,

my life so far,

does seem Surreal.

In such a Heritage,

I do not worry,

for this plan,

does not seem hurried.

A Man

is the One,

of Two-sent-Through,

to saturate all of Who?

He is the Strength,

healed my path,

Four Millennia,

He's been a Fact.

Not just in Been,

I See Too,

He's Free-to-Well,

All that Blew!

Is this Story in History,

Knew?