To the battle field.
My mind plays its own background track when I gaze at you. Enormous you. The nature imitates your swagger when you walk. A faint thud I hear under my feet. I step across. The muddy wind along your wings. A growing rage in your eyes, I sense. Yet, your childlike innocence flutters around you. Wake me up with your vociferous inspiration. And carry me to the battle field.