Oh, how longstanding my
guardians have stood
girded with their magenta sash
flung forth into the night skies
creating dazzling sparkles
lighting my path within
the depth of slumber
and vivid dreams.
Four stone rigid protectors,
two on my right
gazing ever
upward and downward,
firm scowl and tight knit brow
emoting to the celestial travelers
make space for our nighttime sojourn.
Two on my left
scanning forward and backward
emitting incredibly hard stares
toward any evil rogues roaming
from the depths of oncoming black holes
or past dark bottomless
crevices of life's daytime burdens.
Center stage, there stood I.
Knowing from all directions
toward any path I so choose to try,
Journeying as a celestial warrior,
seeking the wisdom path
my every turn be paved
with sure-footed sparkling stardust paths,
thus, I smile so assuredly
I travel safe,
my companions and I.
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