Posts Tagged ‘friendship’

I once knew a vibrant soul,
A beautiful friend to all,
A wife and parent,
A mother bear,
A woman of boundless love,

We were not privy to her whole life,
But she exuded love and peace,
She supported so many of us,
Helped shoulder our mental weights,
Fondly indefatigable,

She left us,
Perhaps for a greater purpose,
Perhaps needed elsewhere,
To join the cosmic bulwark,
Against the evils of the universe,

She was a humble shieldmaiden,
But now she’s a valkyrie,
An ascended warrior,
A heroine of legend,
Rest in Valhalla my friend.

I once met a woman,
Hair of sand,
And heart of gold,
A bastion of blessings,
Dented armour of life experience,
A shield of friends hopes,

You’re no damsel,
You don’t need rescuing,
You’re a warrior,
A shieldmaiden,
You’re on the front lines,
Fighting the good fight,

You’ve been a salve for my soul,
Along with many others,
You’ve pulled together a tribe,
A human sanctum,
A family of introverts,
A family of soldiers,

With your hand upon our shoulders,
We are a battleline for good.

Are your foundations of hope shuddering?
Does your world face a personal doom?
Do you hear crucifying words at your flanks?
Do even your friends show jackal teeth?
Is your heart drooping like a victim of the hangman’s noose?

Then find a solitary place,
Away from all of that pollution,
And throw your head and arms up to the warm sky,
Cry out for salvation and hope.

Enter the ever-just Stalwart,
He will come to your aid,
Clad in gleaming gold armor,
And wielding a glorious aegis,
He will be your ally.

Diminutive yet tenacious,
Staunch yet loving,
Simple yet virtuous,
Silent yet vigilant,
Firm yet chivalrous.

He lives to protect the troubled,
His only armament a wooden sword,
And his golden armor topped by an oaken bascinet,
His sword represents his lack of a life of his own,
And his helm illustrates his lack of a mind.

Yet he will defend you from all that ails you,
His shield will deflect the wolfish words and laughter,
He will shine a light so you know the way,
He will destroy any threat to your soul.

You need only call him,
For he has no life nor mind to call his own.

Stalwart