[Eadha Deora]

Tears of grief rolled down
dropping like rain to the ground,
a sacred plot, a death mound,
Where lay his life's crown.
There slept his joy's life
what had made life worth living,
what had made life worth giving,
Easing each day's strife.
But then the tears ceased.
he would not be defeated!
he would not be entreated!
Courage was released.

[Lubesh]

I like the syle of that and the words too of course. great.

[RENA HANDS]

Intriguing, most fascinating, justly a captivating representation.

Tears of grief rolled down
dropping like rain to the ground,
a sacred plot, a death mound,
Where lay his life's crown.