(Based on a pen and ink rendering by Patrick Harsch)<\/p>\n
I see the warrior
\nin a split second of his life.
\nThe careful portraiture of photons.
\nThe razor\u2019s edge of time.
\nThe moment of a heartbeat.
\nHis face etched with the moons
\nand seasons.<\/p>\n
The artist with careful passion
\nshows the circumference of his soul.
\nThe asylum of an unspoiled world
\nin his eyes.
\nThere is a man, human inside that gaze.
\nThe fast forward of a natural child.
\nA dignity of triumph and suffering.<\/p>\n
There is a voice in his presence
\nsaying, I have let
\nthe rain dry in my hair.
\nBeen cold in my sleep.
\nWatched my family grow
\nwith stoic tenderness,
\nand told the heavens,
\nbe what you are.<\/p>\n
I have loved the great spirit.
\nAnd hearing, I pause
\nwith envy and admiration.
\nHe is not a picture
\nthat dies every instant it lives,
\nbut his life\u2019s relentless determination
\nand nobility.
\nA shadow in the light,
\non the world\u2019s edge.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
(Based on a pen and ink rendering by Patrick Harsch) I see the warrior in a split second of his life. The careful portraiture of…<\/p>\n