The knight

He, the knight comes succeeding the Night
In his way straight to prove his might
Of striking light stirringly bright
Killing the quiet of that lulling night

He wades through that celestial scenery
And pervades over this global greenery
To oust away the dreary gloom
And to boost the flowery bloom

He the great delightly Laureate
Leaps forth on his divinely golden chariot
To astir Life to be in duty
And to enhance it in all its beauty

Years myriads have passed in line
Yes, he does wondrously shine
Never to give up does he decline
For, he thinks, to work is lovingly fine

Life wants suffering so ever to be null
For, it knows not, nil of its how dull
The tastes of life to taste are all many
Of them are both mirth and agony

Messages akin in his way, he has many to convey
But to let life lay, let lose his hard sway
Goes away in no less charm and in all calm
Killing the storm of the Life's alarm