Dalyn Cornell


This Is What It Is

It’s the sun, the moon, the burning silver stars
It’s the pain that you learn from, new wounds and old scars
It’s the war that never ends in the blood-spattered field
It’s the slashing of the sword and the protection of the shield

It’s the singing of the bird and the slender, blooming rose
It’s the rushing, roaring river and the place where green grass grows
It’s the darkness of the Underworld, the golden light of Heaven
It’s the trust of best friends and the loyalty of brethren

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