The Quest II

Armour intact
Shining sword
Divine word heard
The ear of God
Strength in the right hand
Sight in the left
At the core a good heart
Full and bereft

For life has been a pageant thing
Of gain and loss and tears
Of standing up to ogres
Climbing cliffs and fighting bears
There were chasms to be crossed
Frayed bridges almost gone
Love disappeared like water
Through exposure to the sun

And now in this high place
Of pride most dearly won
When I had hoped for peace and rest
I find my quest has just begun

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