long is the night of nights.
The knight didst fight in vain.
err the eagle didst fly many fractured heights.
Seemingly just to Soothe the pain.
Hope didst arose many ways.
As did laughter had its many songs.
The sun didst shine its dusty rays.
Fear didst the chaos prolong.
That tawas it real, but painfully misunderstood.
As midnight has its many demons and spells.
Mind was unruly as destinies wood.
As the thoughts has its many hells.
Reason rescues wisdom dances the night of many dream.
To help a raucous woe.
Will shall be as sweetened cream.
So is the tameing of the foe.
Life didst win.
A mind dead with power.
Gone is the sin.
The heart to flower.
©redic
R