Valiant
Valiant warrior lays on his side
distanced from the battleground
crushed under heavy memory
of ferocious winds and other
diaphanous enemies
on his side, root feet bared
armour resting, it was here
that he heard every spring
morning, his beloved’s
voice echoing in the woods
and taken by the sea waves
to far lands, a ballad
chanting his accomplishment
of resisting every well-sharpened
enemy spear or axe
Libros Libertad 