The Reflex of a Wounded Dream

Title: The Reflex of a Wounded Dream

In the ice’s symphony, a mournful note,
Varlamov’s absence taints our hopeful gales.
A warrior’s vigor, now sadly remote,
A tale of strength eclipsed by injury’s veils.

A goalie’s stance, now left in disarray,
The Islanders seek solace from the storm.
With Appleby summoned, courage finds its way,
To heal the pillaged heart that once was warm.

The pads, once steel, that defied all odds,
Now lie forsaken, burdened by despair.
A tribute to a battle fought for the gods,
Injuries a reminder, life is rarely fair.

But within adversity, resilience thrives,
Isles unite, forging onward through the night.
Each save, a symbol that strength survives,
A testament to the will to fight.

Through setbacks, triumph finds its tender voice,
In the face of uncertainty, hope shall rise.
As players rally, with spirit they rejoice,
Claiming victory against life’s crippling lies.