Eternal Cavalry
Reflection
Beneath the golden sky, where time stands still,
Four steeds of legend, their hooves etched in will.
Their riders, cloaked in armor, a tale untold,
A symphony of motion, where history is bold.
The flag they carry, a beacon of light,
Guides the way through the shadows of night.
Each horse, a symbol of strength and grace,
A testament to the timeless human race.
The sun casts its glow, a fiery embrace,
Transforming the scene into a sacred space.
The riders, poised in their eternal ride,
A reminder of courage, where dreams reside.
In this moment, we see ourselves reflected,
In the journey of those who dared to be perfected.
For in their stride, we find our own path,
A call to rise, to conquer, to be free from wrath.
Eternal Cavalry, a beacon of hope,
A symbol of unity, where the heart does cope.
Through the ages, they stand, a timeless sight,
A reminder that courage is the light of night.