Guardian: Contest Entry for Minstrel Ayreon

She looks upward,
her face showing pure bliss
as she feels her way through the night
towards the people of her heart.
They treat her as if she's their own.
She is their own, her place
truly earned and dutifully kept
and as her eyes gaze upward into the rafters above
she gives thanks to her Lord, for gracing her
with his blessings.

The Scripture drones on as her body rocks with movement
she knows now each stone, each crack, each person
whose body heats melds with hers
in the frigid cold air of the Hall where they worship
His name
A name above all names,
Their name, the name that they protect.

Guardian.
Each prayer whispers the name,
God.
Each prayer rises to the top
in praise and worship of Him.
Guardian.
Blinded so that they may see something so great
that it is hidden from mine eyes.

Feel the passion within each Guardian as all give thanks
for their fortune, for their luck, for their friendship.
Comrades in arms, but also in hearts,
for forgiveness is readily given, if also readily earned.
Love is always given, and wisdom also granted
by the grandfather of the enclave
who shares his knowledge through example
and through teaching.

She walks amongst her newfound kind,
her love unbridled and flowing from her hands
Each touch, she gives from the heart
for what they cannot see with the eyes,
they feel with their hearts and minds.
Vicious as a warrior, and yet she fights
with a soft mind, knowing only mercy
instead of ruthlessness.
A true warrior indeed, who gives fast death
instead of torture.

Guardian.
The name whispered to God, for their blessing and their protection.
Guardian.
The name whispered around each village, the feared and the adored.
Guardian.
The name of each who reside in the enclave, the brave, the strong, the afraid.
Guardian.
The name of each warrior whose strength comes from within.

Passion for their arts of fighting, of feeling as fear comes from every corner,
tempting them to sin, to move away from Him.
Fear that threatens to sweet the enclave of every soul that enters,
turning them away from Him, from God, the Eucharist.
the Savior. God, and the Lord,
in Him, all Guardians rest.

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