New beginnings usher in
the return
of brand new doubt.
discarded lance
finds itself once again
in trembling hand.
Battle has come.
but this soul warrior
is not prepared.
I do not seek the struggle
nor am I so craven for peace,
that the shadow of lie
and fear cloak my shoulders.
Only oblivion
will set me free.
A Star
shining hot
and
burning bright
in the expanse
still shines alone.
