I rise above
The
tallest trees.
You
shall not know my name
And
everything my eyes can see
I
count as my domain.
No
fear,
No
anger,
No
regrets
My
stoic bearing cries.
No
ruffled edge to engender tears
To
stain my artic eyes.
Comes
the darkness of despondence,
Comes
the challenge to the fore,
Comes
the portal to safe refuge
You
may seek forevermore.
I
will give you wings of comfort
Though
my phantom soars above.
Ever
watchful as your eagle,
Ever
faithful as your dove.
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