Monday, November 21, 2011
The Opening Gallop
Through Fairy Halls an’ Woodland Dells
There reigned a Herald King,
Who played upon a silver flute
In a giant’s magic ring.
He called to life the leaf an’ blade
Of grass an’ twig an’ flower.
O’ how he loved his pretty queen
Of royal mermaid power!
Come hear the tale upon the hearth
An’ stir the pot ‘til ‘morrow,
For ye be welcome, Babes of Men,
From labor, toil, an’ sorrow…
To wander through the Fairylands
An’ memorize Her gate,
A journey way to starry fields
Which blessed a kinsman’s fate.
He journeyed far, he journeyed wide
Through the land so fair.
An’ there he raised a goodly herd
Of stallion and of mare.
He held the Earth, ‘en from his birth
More precious than be gold,
And though his eyes were young as Spring
His crown was a thousand years old!
His Queen she bore a sword and spear,
A warrior princess, she!
They guarded all the lands they loved
An’ kept their creatures free.
An’ hand an’ hand, beneath the Moon
An’ the starlight glow,
They rode the wind, again an’ again
In sunlight an’ in snow.
So hear ye well this tale of hope
An’ breathless, daring deeds,
For who’d not wish to ride the back
Of Ellevar’s Ivory Steed?
An’ share the Lore with every youth
In the hour of their need,
That they might keep the Earth we love
From slavery an’ from greed.
The time has come to change our hearts,
Let courage lead the way!
The world must walk the Good Red Road
In beauty from day… to… day!