Life and Demise
He was a soldier of demise, depleting in strength, ruined from battle scars;
A raider, overwhelmed by the blood on his hand, tired of serving the Czars.
Scalding in the desert of wrath searching he was for the saving mirage;
An angel who will extricate his soul and heal him from his curses' barrage.
Oh he stumbled upon an Oasis,a calming balm of beauty he saw, the Princess of Life he called!
Her whisper was like the wispy autumn breeze, her caress as refreshing as the mountain rivulet auld.
He laid his weary head upon her lap of innocence,
Letting her love for him pour and fill the void which baned his existence.
Thus Life healed Demise and made the Man whole.
That is how we humans are healed by our souls!