Night descends in the eyes of a ghost
In the shadows of the secret veil,
Mist casts a blanket in arms of a horde
On the plains of the golden kingdom.
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O thou, courageous soul of the night,
Your rest begins in day anew, in peace.
For now thou sleep until called upon,
Inner soul of the last guard of the realm...war..... its terror, soul, guard, night as symbol and also ghosts.. very fine poem.. very original. thank u dear poet tony
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O thou, courageous soul of the night, Your rest begins in day anew, in peace. For now thou sleep until called upon, Inner soul of the last guard of the realm...war..... its terror, soul, guard, night as symbol and also ghosts.. very fine poem.. very original. thank u dear poet tony