The Warrior

She saw him standing at the waters edge crashing waves on splintered ledge they were are sharp as a razor knife they were as echoes , of a shattered life but she saw him walking back to rest towards the purple dew caress so she told of new days , where revealed and she gave him armor, and his shield she saw him tall above mountains high and she never doubted, when he wondered why for days, and weeks, and years he feared but she knew his heart, and goodness near she saw him shout up to the sky he faced the battle , with battle cries but he never saw her, return to fields of green just all he knew , was she believed , she saw him walking back to watered edge and he stopped the crashing waves , with what he said and she saw a Warrior without a sword and he won the battles .....................................with his written words.