Through the Open Door

(continued)

Mindscape Three:

Escape to Honor

The sun through the trees

Laces light in the shade

As a low morning mist

Settles over the glade

Nature echoes the sound

The rhythm of hoofs

Tis' a knight on his quest

Flies a standard of truth

From his lance and his armor

His family crest

Facing the vision

His evil resistance

Far off in the distance

The black knight now issue the challenge

Strokes of death and horror

More blood won't quench the sword

Escaping through the open door