Accepting Fate; Force

Howls his death while darkness sneers.

Sword's kiss; Hard life done.

Something fluffy this

Way comes; Plots and Words master

All; Qui-Gon smiles serene.

Braiding hair; Brilliant

Padawan's grin tells Master

Jinn that all is well.

Long of limb, silvered

Hair frames his passionate smile

Blue eyes seal my fate.

To Obi-Wan's Question
A heart once shattered
Cannot accept a second
Son. The answer.... no.

Turning
Broken Circle. Xan's
Sharp laughter cuts deep. Master's
Failure is complete.

The Living Force
Butterflies wing free
A boy's delight when they rest
On his broken nose.

Cut and Print
Faster, more intense.
Hissing red, brilliant green swords
Crash against Fate's Door

Pride goeth before a Fall
Now to Telos, my
Almost Knight. One last mission.
You will make me proud.

Questions
Pale cheek. Scarring deep,
The Broken Circle never
Healed. Why did he Turn?

A new Beginning
Fiery braid coils warm
In Qui-Gon's outstretched hand. Knight
Kenobi smiles wide.

Not again
"Pathetic life form."
Barbed taunts knife him as blood pours
From his broken nose.

Kids just gotta have fun
Yoda grumbled as
Qui-Gon flew past. Polished floors
Make sock-sliding fun.