Stanza

 
They veil the palace tapestries at night:

Moonlight, they say, will fade a battle scene.

So time diminishes the bitterness

Of being young - those fear-fought days remain,

But with their savagery foregone. Success

Must be to have no memories to regret,

As greatness in a king, his peaceful reign.

Contentment, though, may still be had with less.

If tapestries can lose their wars, then let

The moonlight in, and from the past fade out the pain.