Emboldened spirit, hunting dark ilk
With nobility as soft and smooth as milk
Many days glimmer with linen and gold
Royally festive, the stories are told
Divine inspiration enlivens the bold
Keeping discipline with iron and steel
Cold and alert to all that is real
Against all danger, ready to deal
In cotton and copper, beauty is love
Graced by the smiles of angels above
Blessed by the peace of a wandering dove
Days can be saddened in leather and lead
Changes so sudden, remembering the dead
The harvest is finished, so rest on the bed
Joyous are days of polyester and tin
Filled up on life, unburdened by sin
Even death cannot hold on the win
Maddening hats of mercury and wool
Cover the fleeting powers that pull
Increase the perspective and eyes of the soul
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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