Sword dance across blades
Dominance they find above and below
Hardship follows flowing with grace
The sharp tip as it sheathed from the hilts
To find that it must be controlled
For damage it can do
With balance it may find a peace to the dancing blades
Chaotic they may be
Truth is what you see when they reflect back at you
A sword with a broken hilt
To find how a sword is to cause damage
Is looking for poison and expecting it to kill
A lovely man of night
Fair and graceful
Is the same as the sword
He may be strong but he may break
He might find colors of himself when playing with swords
He battles the tribulations left in his way
For no one can stop the man who wields swords
He pushes past his limits even if he is broken
For a warriors heart has already been spoken
He is strong as the toughest of steel
But he is also fragile as a plate shattering because of the wind
Mighty he may be but this man of the sword
Will never accept defeat.❤️
