The Sword

sword leaf – Version 2

… is the shield,
it is the power,
that I wield.

The power,
the word,
to speak,
to be heard.

To demonstrate
my strength,
abbrieved,
not a length.

It is an extension,
you see,
of the vibration,
that is me.

Control,
not mine,
is yours,
to define.

The joy,
that I seek,
is me,
being meek.

The feeling,
entwined,
the yes,
devined.

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