The Lesson

The Lesson

Fall shimmering, glittering
Tears frozen in the dark
Fly fluttering, whispering
A memory sharp and stark

Fallen walls, none to maintain
Mark pride and skill long gone
Thinned bloodline sees only pain
A memory of crossed lines drawn

Fall shimmering, glittering
Tears frozen in the dark
Fly fluttering, whispering
A memory sharp and stark

There is no flight without fall
A fearless leap the need
The rocks below, price for all
Else never to succeed

Fall shimmering, glittering
Face frozen in the dark
Fly quivering, whispering
An arrow to the mark

We honor those who in each deed
Fear not the pain they face
Those beyond, those who lead
The greatest, pain embrace


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