Finally, rest your body,
the demons have been fought,
it's your time to recover.
The devils are slain,
no longer do they hover
from over your shoulder,
that weary place they preyed.
Finally, rest your wings,
you’ve traveled high and low.
The battle has been long,
arduous and fraught!
Here’s to your song;
the tune of a champion,
the tune of a hero.
Finally, rest your mind,
for too long you’ve had it guarded.
To all those you’ve pushed away,
to keep them or yourself safe,
this is no way for you to stay.
You are loved by them now,
and will be on the morrow.
Finally, rest your soul.
You’ve seen the world’s darkness,
and you deserve its light.
Even as Dawn turns to Dusk,
rest shall bring delight.
Sleep, now to find peace,
free of the devils' bites.
About the Creator
My Mired Musings
Welcome to My Mired Musings, MMM, where nothing is quite as good as a good story! My name is Austin Cox, and here you'll find poems and stories about myself and life in general. Check out rhyonisrr.com for my fantasy work set in Rhyonis!
Comments (1)
It is a nice perspective. I love it.