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Monday, September 24, 2012

E pluribus unum

The battle

see - in the clouds-
not far away.-they spar
the champion's wounds bound and tended
infection waits to quietly spread

We the Archers have needed to draw back to the cliffs
to bind and mend the slaughter that was to take place
Our wounds blaze a trail
as the sun peeks over the horizon
warming the sacrificial alter
the sands of Persia
sacred to all

the alchemist
the herbalist
the priest - true of heart-
search for the cure

E pluribus unum