Please let me know what you think of this one! It's a bit of a mixture of things that thankfully came out cohesively in the end, emphasising a spirit of bravery in more uncertain times.
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A sorrow, of a stirring, sleepless morn

I began to dream thus with my mind wide open

And t'was the strangest thing, too!

With the rolls of thunder thrashing and wind thus tepid

Sweet daffodils and thyme brush her brave calloused feet

And a handsome honeyed sunset, shaking off the chained darkness

Whose cold claws fed its radiant heart with utmost despair



Upon such sacrifices, this knight threw her incense

And she Sung, kneeling to the Sun with a stainéd sword

Tears becoming diamonds of the changing earth,

Flesh becoming blistered in cold, chiselled stone

Her parchment in quilled hand, charred and yellowed

Spoke of an enclave of souls fighting on the world's edge

Who shook adversity from its deepest roots

And invited those willing to take this challenge



And t'was the strangest thing, too!

I dreamt thus with my eyes wide open

And my skin felt chilled, like smooth white stone

So I watched as the horizon sallow, rising from its hilt

And lifted my sword to catch its deeper glory;

The voices of those brave knights compelled me onward

Granting their sacred blessing of inner light

Over the dark shadow of despair

'Be brave when the world turns its face from the Sun.'