EinherjarSpirit

The healing acolyte, The dying crusader. Who would've imagined, The two being together. Hundreds of boys, Thousands of men. All after her, He's alone again. Trials they came, Solutions well after. Often with drama, Ending in laughter. An ocean of distance, So far and wide. Water shimmering, Reflections in light. Dream we may, Wonder we're willing. Thought of paradise, Illusion of feeling. It's hard to explain, Yet easy to express. My lips reaching yours, Our distance is less. Fate you told me, Our lives a plan. What God saw fit, Was all an errand. Stubborn I was, A promise was made, Even against time, Memories