(Armistice Song written for 2005
They walk a way more beautiful than moonlight. Bright, as from their own light; lost from land and sea. We must remember them, what they were and are: fearless in the face of Fate. Youth's pure courage. Striving, "Right Must Conquer!" -— not just break even. Unblinking gaze, their brave eyes, smiles still bless us, comforting focus warming: Joys from heaven. We're calmed. The quiet, soft smiles of their image. Quiet tears drop softly; our salt offerings. As life grows old, our raveled sleeves spring up, free. "Present Arms!" honored to salute their sunlight.