Soaring over the endless clouds

The calm above the storm

          Then dropping below the veil of white

          At last the City comes into sight

          The Nightwing meets him in humble flight

          And guides him to the place to alight

He steps foot onto the unknown soil

And serenely scans the horizon

          Searching for the familiar form

          The One who would stand above the norm

          Whose eyes would glow like the coming storm

          With an inner fire to keep him warm

His first few moments in this strange new land

Spent with others on quests of their own

          Laughing and crying, they all move along

          Alone, he wonders what might have gone wrong

          With a mighty sigh, he instead remains strong

          And calls to the One with a passionate song

Her gleaming hair first catches his eyes

Reflecting a gleam of their own

          As she magically glides down to be at his side

          In this moment of truth, where there’s nothing to hide

          He opens his heart where the One will reside

          With a smile, and a kiss, he at last meets his Bride

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