A/N: This one is not really my best poem, I fear, yet it is dedicated to Heart of the Sword, because she's an awesome author with a great talent. Keep up your inspiring and encouraging work!

Sword‘s Stroke

Pearls of gold, so soft, yet tough

Dance in dazzling water

Nature paints with steady strokes

An image out of satin rays.

Cool metal reflects the beam of light

Rising high, with pride and faith

As an element of us

Of those who still believe.

Defending this beautiful place, our world,

Against what we will be

Against the hatred, pain and fear

Against the blindness, ignorance.

A Sword‘s stroke, smooth and strong

Shall beat us, teach us, make us wiser,

Shall keep this unique picture safe,

‘til colour turns into black and white.