The New Arrow 

It has struck again, 

The young arrow of Eros, 

The child of Aphrodite, 

Perhaps it was luck, 

Fate, 

Or maybe destiny, 

Is this the denouement, 

To my Hero’s Journey, 

That after the Endless War, 

I would find peace, 

That a new desire would catch my eye, 

Untainted by the past and history, 

That the lesson would hold true: 

Let go, begin again. 

And it all starts with the New Arrow.