The Lantern Prayer
From the mouth of ruin
Spare my voice
From the edge of rage
Anchor my will
Though they strap
The innocent
To their own flesh
Let me not kill the child
Within myself
Grant me Precision
Not vengeance
Restraint
Not cowardice
Witness
Not blindness
If I must fall
Let me fall
Without becoming the fire
That consumes
If I must fight
Let it be
With the armor of my soul
Still intact
May I return from the furnace
Not as ash
But as living proof that
Light endured
-Winquind-
For JK and so many.
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