Knight's Day

Beyond front of armaments, castle, and moat
stood a knight in abject terror
lest, stepping outside, he be seized by the winds
and blown about like a feather. 
From casement above, one finger he poised
to gauge wind's true direction;
crown of hair followed suit, then eyes, then nose --
worried visage forsaking protection. 
Bold move was this, and the feisty air danced
with delight at his braving the breeze;
alarmed at the din, knight pulled back within,
though his sole wound sustained was a sneeze. 
With hankie for shield, he leaned forth once more
and exposed his face to the air,
stark terrified lest he sneeze again
and surrender control then and there. 
But the sun's rays beckoned as clouds' chubby grins
graced sky's royal blue robust;
entranced by the sight was the hapless knight,
now resolved:  "Step outside I must!" 
The castle quaked as drawbridge lowered
over limpid moat: 
Knight walked forward, head raised high,
his spirit near afloat. 
And Terra Firma, docile to
knight's heels commanding clay,
yielded sweet submission to
her Knight reclaiming day.