"May we be saluted as we stand brave and tall.
For we do not smile into the face of danger
though we brace ready for the brawl"
[What is that, that I see, it's the Dark Angel! ...
glaring down upon me
Hold still my courage tightly grasped
Guard it against my building weakness
Surely my hedge stone of strength falls fast
For with gaping mouth, my soul's aghast
O guardian angels where art thou?
Of your essence, I do not see!
Upon you, I trust all that make me
The vivacious heroine I currently-be.
Yet, now I am fallen on bend-of-knee
With mounting weariness
my nerves grow thin
Windows wide opened
reveals stark fear within
Take charge "my" icy stare
frozen sickles brightly glare
Of this moment of graved aware
Affixed to root a solid mass
vital seconds now to pass
Still no twitch or flick of "foot"
all thoughts to flee,
all thoughts last
With outstretched hands
grant me my honor
Of restoring please do not ignore
Return to me my pride and glory
On this notion, I do implore
Do not snatch the life within me
Release my breathing so it flows free
Of my name, you do not see
On the list given unto thee
Go thy way yonder time to come
Here _ now living I’m not done
Copyright © Niyna DeSangre
~~~Preludes in the poem "Tones"
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