I just realised
Last night upon a balcony
With smoke curling around my fingers
And settling on my eyelashes
That the world had shifted.
This pale blue orb spins on
Doing the same old pirouettes
But I am out of step
It is a foreign place
to me
This is not the world I knew
As a child, once this place
glimmered
with hope
and promise
a thousand islands
waiting to bestow upon me their treasure.
Now I see it as a hostile land
I must fight for every breath
Each day anew the sun burns on
With fire
And with ice
But I do not care for such trivial things
I have found greater treasures
Than I could ever dream
Amongst these wastelands
And the army with which I wage war upon these lands
Is mighty indeed
Clothed in regal armour
Shinning
As has not been seen for many an age
There are veterans here
Wisened old men who guide me
Keen eyes that foreshadow the coming of our enemy
Tired eyes that have seen it all before
There are gentle hands
To heal my wounds
To flood my veins with strength
And give me courage.
So as I look beyond the smoke
As electric stars line the horizon
My army strong behind me
The desert vast beyond me
I am at peace
For but one moment
As I know the world has shifted
Then we advance.
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