Your triumph


I see victory
I see helmets of marching knights
I see the sea whisper to the horizon
Pleading for a glimpse of tomorrow
I see mountains parting ways at the sight of serpents
Winding roads and silver tunnels
Storms bowing to the grace of the sun
I see your hands orchestrating it all, with a choir of a thousand lions
A supernova in your heart, blazing like a billion suns

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