The Template

In the late evening,
When demons cheer and drum.
To take water from the well,
In which you drink from.

Remember, oh Remember,
The strength you hold inside.
The resilience that maintained,
Against the fearful rushing tide.

For you stood your ground,
On that cold and frightful day.
You demanded the vengeance
Of the winds would halt and stay.

You starred into the unknown,
With your delicate heart on your sleeve.
A smile of confidence amiss,
While the dragons fire did deceive.

Though the seas were raging,
To them behold in few.
Your courage was accounted in smoke.
It was tested just to see you through.

Now the light embarks,
On your grace does thee shine.
To stand against dark forces,
And show worth of heart to entwine.

You hold the scepter of lightening,
Firm within your mighty hand.
Love with fury and thunder.
Relinquish yesterday’s powerful demand.

The demand that is made,
To sever the joy and ensue.
Holding you stagnant to a tax,
Without the ability to start anew.

You are stronger than this,
You are braver than you recognize.
A warrior’s heart lies deep within,
To embrace only that which edifies.

Let go of the chains.
Let go of the fetters.
Let go of the hurt.
Release all the debtors.

You are the force,
That silences the raging sea.
You are the royalty,
That commands the bowing knee.

You are the lions roar,
To which the world should be mortally afraid.
You are the bringer of light and love,
Of which thou art elegantly arrayed.

Embrace love as your template.
Allow healing to draw itself from dreams.
Use your voice to echo passion.
And let kindness fill the gaps and seams.