Protector

You

So gentle you could be dangerous

Mountains would bow if you only beckoned them closer

The howling Wind would fall silent with a finger to your lips

You would take the Sky from Atlas’ shoulders in a heartbeat if it meant no one had to suffer

And it would tear itself from the Earth to keep from crushing you

You whose gentleness is as fierce as it is tender

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