He waits.
More ready than he used to be.
His heart beats as he wills it to.
His orders determine the rhythm of his breathing.
A soldier ready to do what only he can do.
He goes.
To a place I would never.
His feet march in harmony with his brothers.
His motivation: to do the job.
A force that cannot define "defeat".
He moves.
With fierceness-quiet/sleek.
His eyes see for him and his partners.
His hands are quick and precise.
A weapon total and confident.
He returns.
Much different than he used to be.
His mind holds images that haunt.
His body has been forever changed.
A man-machine trained extensively/exclusively.
He waits.
More eagerly than he used to be.
His heart beats much faster than it used to.
His orders- (he wonders about)-but he can't!
A solder fighting his own personal battle.
He goes.
To a place of restoration.
His feet lead him to the only Place.
His motivation: Perfect Peace.
A force that has no strength.
He finds.
A Savior Mighty (yet humble).
Who has fought a greater battle than he.
Who is the Warrior of warriors.
The true Undefeated-for the Marine.
He stands.
So different than he used to be.
His mind in God's Perfect Peace.
His body the temple of the Holy Ghost.
His God: the Hero for the Marine.
Written by Jaunda L. Taylor
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