Arisen

I found a tarnished box
of golden letter fortresses
I slept awhile
amidst the treasure
and polished but my portion

I ciphered all knowledge where-in
I found myself the wiser
to see the sightly loving grin
The combatant to The Miser

I found her words of wisdom there
Thereby removing visor
The labels clung along corpus collasum
questioning Life's abundant fare
I sat to bask in title
The Ariser