To my brother in arms and in temple
supporter of campaigns and
who watches over me

This is the moment of realization
this is my pledge
and my word that I will hold

You are my blood
like I have been yours
you are my keeper when no one may straight me

this I know and will never forget
we have seen visions of the possible together
we have met armies and layed them to waste

we have many rivers to cross
many places to be
this is our journey homeward

soon it will be time to test the stick that is dried
to bring the blade into view
and find that simple grain of wheat

free and falling home