All is Quiet and Calm

All is quiet and calm tonight,
Never they see the shroud on sight.
In color of blue the whales would sing,
The night arrives the middle of spring
And men would blaze in laughter and light.

But few now gaze there time is blight,
Never the chance to stand despite.
They cobble and drowse like a tired king;
All is quiet and calm.

In armor and mask the few of might,
Courage is beneath, their soul is bright.
The whale then smile the belief they cling
To sail away to the bells of morning.
And the lad just stare, no words or right,
All is quiet and calm.


Rondeau

Art: Whale Rider by artursadlos

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