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The Sword of Beauty
Wield the Sword
Wield the sword of Beauty, win back the children.
Sharpen your blade with blossoms and polish it in the star-silvered sea.
Rub your hands in moondust, grip your hilt with the grit of powdered diamonds.
Step forward with a lover’s bravado, lean in like a virgin bride’s kiss.
Raise your blade with the strength of wild horses, run with the speed of a million shooting stars.
Swing with the passion of a mother’s love, strike like the light slicing the darkness.
Shout like the echo of desert canyons and overcome like the sun eclipsing the moon.
Conquer, my son; conquer, my daughter. I have given you all you need.
Christina Brown
June 2019
In this poem, I wanted to play with the idea that beauty is a weapon, but a weapon of the sort that is not only harmless, but full of life; ready to defeat the death and darkness that overwhelms the world. Read it as it speaks to you. But if it helps, the voice of the poem is that of a King speaking to his grown son and daughter.
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The uncertainties, the mystery, and the undiscovered crevices of our world crept into my dreams and tugged at my fantasies until the supernovas lit up my imagination and inspired stories, poems, paintings, and ignited a further yearning for the spiritual, the unknown, and that elusive “something else.”
