Late comes night when day is done
True this knight can't be won
Its metal embrace sends shivers to seek
Only the bravest ready to reap
Of thought, of self, and other, and thing
So this night begins to ring
Inside self the light is made
When all others hide in shade
Darkening knight reveals fear in some
By simply not knowing what is to come

Thought on thought as the knight watches
The fight is fought by owners choices
So the dark knight gains joy of chase
For all those that won't embrace.