Conquest Book Twelve Begins
Twelve books in and the campaign has not softened at the edges,
twelve books in and I have sharpened every one of my knowledges,
twelve books of moving forward through the sectors that resisted,
twelve books of not retreating from the ground that I insisted.
Conquest book twelve begins the way the others always started,
with a forward lean and nothing in the ledger yet imparted,
clean pages do not intimidate, they simply ask the question
of how much forward motion you are willing to bring into session.
Each book I have begun with something less than I had ended,
some resource or advantage that the last campaign had spent and
used against the obstacles that occupied the middle years,
you do not enter each new book with everything,
just the frontier.
I have learned to love the blank, the unrecorded, the untested,
every blank page is a field I have not yet contested,
twelve books in and the love of forward motion has not lessened,
in fact the appetite has grown from everything the years have lessoned.
