In Preparation..

In restless steps the night forsteps
A pilgrim is new age bound
A misfit even when the walk began

A full moon light, held him spellbound
Far away stars, brought a shine
Clouds were lit, with milky haze
A mix of blue, white and black

The misty grass washes his feet
The sea-beach sands wipe them dry
He sat down to meditate
The night vigil, had just begun

At a solemn moment when sea embraced
The rising sun, and crimson sky
He opened his eyes, the day begun
And picked his sword, gave out a cry...