Comes The Last Dawn

The stars fade

The moon retreats

The sky lightens

And the sun rises

For what may be

Our final dawn


We stand

Shoulder to shoulder


The enemy approach


Banners waving

Drums pounding

War horns sounding


Until they stop

And stand

Shoulder to shoulder

Facing us

The warm sun rising at our backs

The cold steel of their swords ahead


Silence falls

Shields raised

Blades unsheathed

Bows drawn

And we wait


Inspired by my composition of the same name



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