Stir Of A Castle

Far in a place of Darkness comes haste,
A breeze and it’s showering golden sand.
And walls of a castle start to show,
And mountains, rivers of a barren land.
And the castle giant, throws it’s steps,
Leading to an entrance but for a king,
No knock is needed just a gentle glance,
To enter the gates of Oblivion.
Walk towards a hallway with the past,
And there will be many souls to greet you.
They will take you by your heart and hand,
Have no fear for they hold everything true.
Welcome to the Castle of New Hope,
They have that for you here, if nowhere else,
Be blessed, be free and be there for you,
So now let the end of this tale now commence.