For the One Who Stands

Life fading before your very eyes So many false promises and far too many lies Laying beside He who stands Questioning answers and making demands. Your meandering soul so very dark The light slightly seen by that single spark Crouched below the turbulent tide With He who stands by your side. Moonbeams and those blessed dreams And the places only you have seen Crawling at the feet of He who stands Roses,their thorns and blood on your hands. The majestic meaning of your thoughts Your demon challenged and iron wrought Placed as if a speck of discarded sand All of this for the one who stands.