This land seeks none but you,
As the abyss does indeed peep through,
In these waters so deep you wade,
To reach this beyond which is quickly a fade,
And to the fields you trod,
To surely seek this mighty rod,
It’s journey no one else can take,
For in you lies not this useless fake.
And so girded to the waist,
You recognise not a minute waste,
For your strength to that explodes,
As your eyes to the sun decodes.
And slowly you rise to a stagger,
That forgets the weep of this beggar,
For that cup of courage that once eluded,
Has bathed the heart once secluded.
And from the deep you walk ashore,
In the footsteps of those great before,
For that flesh of old from your bones doth crawl,
As the sun did break this once forbidden wall.