The warrior returns.
Dirty, tired and beat up.
Finally taking it all in.
Was the fighting worth what remains?
The fir of his/her jacket is caked with dirt and blood.
The spear is dull, but used.
Still he/she has returned alive and victorious.
Always prepared for a last breathe, always ready to die in battle.
Alas homecoming is bitter sweet, no fan fare, nobody waiting.
What is the next step?
Reconcile the imbalances created.
Heal the wounds, admire the scars left.
Remove the warrior garb, because we all know naked a warrior remains.
He protects the outer...
She nourishes the inner...
Both necessary, both warriors.
One being together.
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