The Knight's Stall
I had miles to go before I sleep
Endless bindings to break and keep;
Know a knight stops at nothing, but
Prairies and lakes for my horse to feed.
Through blizzards high and deserts dry
Rain that echoed of homesick cry,
I rode through them all
Yet, at the riverside I put up a stall.
On the edge of the river eternal,
You stood, evidence of the supernal,
Like a piece of star brig...
Monday 15th October 2018 5:27 am
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