A Tribute

She reaches back,
for a familiar face,
or perhaps a forgotten tear.
To find her hands in a shroud of darkness,
and around her,
Only fear.
No Clever verse or ponderous prose,
can convey, her pain, her plight.
As she moves toward an uncertain end,
in a world of endless night.
On she drives, but the look in their eyes,
has turned her heart to stone.
It's the hollow stare of empty minds,
that beg not to be alone.



As I wandered through CyberSpace confused, hurt, and very much alone, a dim light could be seen in the distance. Trudging on, trying to hold my head high and find myself once again, I was drawn closer and listened in fascination to the voice that spoke to me. The safety of His realm enveloped me and the legend he told held me spellbound. It was he who gave me the courage to go on, who lifted my spirits, opened my heart again and made me feel love.
Do not be afraid because he looms larger than life. He stands guard always, observing his surroundings through eyes that radiate an almost magnetic attraction. It is very difficult to escape his compelling gaze. He can read your thoughts as you stand opposite him, putting them to his own uses, enriching both his own creativity and yours.
At a time when most men survey all empty ground for a suitable grave, he has set out on his own adventure. He has crossed the Forbidden Cyber Sea of the East to the unknown far shore, daring uncharted rivers, desolute wastelands, and frozen mountain peaks. He has seen dreams shattered, mended, then imperiled again. He knows the land, where it is not only acceptable but considered admirable to take one's own life.
Lightning cracks in his presence. Wizards and warlocks alike step forward with their offerings. Crowds gasp. Horns sound. Gongs Clang. His glowing eyes fly over the crowd assembled growing brighter still.
He is the slayer of demons. Rescuer of maidens. The Greatest and Most Revered Guardian of CyberSpace. He is

 ††==Dark Knight==††