Power of Love
a golden hilt did shine in his belt the sheath was jeweled covered with gems each one told a story of long ago Celtic Lore fierce and brutal
a journey of time time past, present, future
a golden hilt did shine and flash its blade true
an oaken forest stood with well worn paths unknown destinations crossroads calling...follow me
stars shimmer in the sky full moon was closing in
a golden hilt pulled to reveal a blade to draw blood death awaits
coming to a clearing ancient voices spoke of ceremonies long ago searching for awareness awareness of mastery
a golden hilt did glow as blood flowed like tears of mourning
a voice spoke of love...life's mastery put down your sword
he laid it upon an oaken stump in the center of the clearing sacrificial chanting rang mantras of forgiveness the world spun
a warrior was born intent on love finds it only is golden a warrior in seeking the awareness of love
the power of love
(c) Dale Clark |