If I could guide the hand of kings after the fall. But the light reached it’s Apex at the height of Arthur’s reign. And it fell to its nadir at Camlann.
If I could guide hearts of queens after the fall. But my counsel remains unspoken as I continue my crystal slumber. So the Virgin must keep her own, while surrounded by enemies, as the Armada closes in.
If I could guide the minds of the masses after the fall. But the time of hero-kings and mystic-bards ended long ago. So it is up to them to prove the likes of Alexander Hamilton right or wrong.
If I could guide them all after the fall… But no, not yet. Not yet.
daybreak
the rise and fall
of the tide
for Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt: Thresholdย #writephoto
#NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 6/30
Frank J. Tassone 
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