Locked In Arms Again Poem by Uriah Hamilton

There are summits of endurance to climb
And mountains of fear to scale.

I’ll meet you over the hill
After we have conquered or killed
Everything that would restrain our dreams.

We’ll have a sacred meal at dawn
And offer our prayers
For the souls of defeated friends.

I’ll drink clear water at sunrise to your health,
And receive guidance from spirits of the dead,
They see and realize my love for you.

Dear Lady, take libations of wine and rest for your soul
In flower gardens where ancient deities
Wait to remerge in the hour of a new earth
Until we’re locked in arms again.