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by Nicholas John Street
Stilled in the morning's sharp air
Mist hangs on the frozen earth
Like smoke from a great battle
Recently fought, guns silenced

The sun rises anew
In immense fiery splendour
Echoes of a distant violence
Fade to underlying peace

And as the world turns to day
Gentle warmth touches my face
Long forgotten...a soft caress
In this brutal season of war

Tightly clutched shield
Falls to the earth with my tears
As the bringer of justice that burns
Warms this beaten soldier
with tender mercy

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