Knowing
( The Child )
‘ lo,
there,
standing,
All His Glory,
with All His Might,
free of Destiny’s Chain,
borne to uphold The Mantle
of Her Dominion, and The Virtues
of Perfection, a Legion of Stars awaiting
His Whisper of Justice, poised on The Edge
of Truth, His Back to The Universe, His Sword,
lifted toward Hope, a River of Tears in His Wake,
and The Rage of Angels in His Heart, daring the
dogs of Chaos, to look in His Eyes, standing,
for Eternity, among The Honor, of Always,
standing, between Time, and Space,
is Ever, gracing The Smile, on
a Face of An Angel, by
The Name, of So
It shall
Be . . .
from Book II, The Sword ( Second Sound ) The Twelfth DoveTale – The Children of The Clouds