Knight in home-dwelling, outpost by dark-swelling, fanfares and whispers…

Bears silvered horn, brass bugle grapples belt, heralds and wares…

Head lifted o’er battlements, hidden ‘neath darkened hood, fearless and wary….

Sword unsheathed raised o’er he, arrow polished bright, brandishes and tightens…   Tower breathes in light of morn: mirrors its likeness Shadowy growth gathers shadows creeping: sways in breeze’s lulls His Commander espies every fault: while his own captain being As a breeze’s passing he wanders: with skill he furthers his steed   Guardian of decaying beauty-watchmen of the perishing tree