A Misty Morning

Silence reigns outside my window

The sun beams are dimmed to a dull glow

I open my widow and look out

Mist lay all about

Hiding the neighborhood as if it had never been

Alone on another world except for the soft whisper of the wind

Light rain drops sprinkle on my face

And my mind takes wing in this mystic place

At first rolling waves crest and slowly fall

As the misty sea, my soul enthralls

Forming a moat around my island home

My castle walls are soaked my the waves gentle foam

The fog rises and falls, constantly changing

Growing thicker then think as if it were a live being

This is my kingdom, I am the Arkos

This is my paradise

My home becomes a strong castle made of lithos

Fit for any Arkos

Here my animus finds peace

While the fog wraps around me like a soft fleece

I hear horse's hooves in the distance

Silhouette horsemen come filled with menace

They want to sweep me away forever

But they shall not take me as long as I endure

Their battle horns ring and their shadowy mounts charge

They leap across my moat and my castle walls they engage

Yet as many that come forward twice as many fall

Yet still they come a determined force climbing up my wall 

They clash like a terrifying wave

Bursting against my home until they have taken me away

Gradually the mist grows lighter

And the sun's rays shine brighter

The army of misty warriors vanishes 

And my castle walls diminish

And once again I am in my neighborhood 

As the morning mist pass beyond my wood

I am saddened by its loss

But look forward to the morning when I shall once more be Arkos