Sad Partings and Fierce Arming (Part 3)

A season double did strength rebuild,
winter breaks its glacier grip upon the land
collapsing to renew hopes, as Spring proclaims
an army assembles from remote places
to join those in anxious close proximity.

To each new rank that joins its fellows
brother in arms is named and shown
with hands clasped and oaths sealed
strengthening the heart of union

At last the banner is unveiled,
vested armament is raised to salute
the eagle carrying three suns on silver moon
a  fearsome roar exalts the monument
as thunders of applause roll forth.

Yet crystal is the colour of parting
as the bonded gather for farewells
knowing not what future hides
within the folds on time’s robes.

Booted feet then march on
a rhythmic tempo met
matches drum roll of their hearts
on victory and justice set.

The outriders first display
courage not foresworn
glad cries rise to enemies meet
those vanquished and are torn
ambushes made to crumble
like sandcastles before the wave.