Forward, enlightenment knight,
to another day pursuing the light
of healing and living with mindful sight,
honest, brave, and kind.
Yours not to perfectly plan,
yours not to meet demands,
yours but to do what you can,
staying self-aligned.
Could this be called “fan poetry” (instead of fan fiction)? I adapted the famous second verse of Tennyson’s classic poem for this exercise.
In the notebook
