THE BEING OF FIRE

Beyond the mists of time
and love beyond the
light of the pure there
stands a fiery being waiting
to be heard. He stands at
guard sword in hand fighting
off all evil. Trying to
protect his love who has
felt the touch of death.
He crys for help but no
one comes he desperetly fights
on. He feels the touch of
death at heart as it starts
it's song. A song death
sings when a mans time is
near. A small tear runs
down his cheek as he hears
the song. He hears his
loved ones cry of fear and
he knows it's time. She has
left him all alone to hear
the song so pure slowly but surly
he lowers his sword waiting
for death to come. He feels the
pain and he crys out for
soon he will join his love.
He watchs as his spirits torn
out by the hand of death.
Slowly he rises and greets
the hand that helps him stand
up. He looks up into his true
loves eyes and he knows there
time has come. Slowly two
spirits join there hands and
go into the light of the sun.

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