Ashes and a Rose
| Master Aaron faheud Swiftrunner |
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It befell long ago in a tale few will know How a garden would come to change all the land Of legend many sing, children dance in a ring Remembering rose from a bud from a hand Armies fiercely had fought yet battle was for naught None gained a league of the other's ground So they planted a vale that lives on in my tale A garden at its center with roses all around. Petals red, trees of ash, moonlight on the path Memories to whisper to all of those Remembered in song where children sing along Singing of ashes and a rose. Our vale became a place of knowledge and grace Many came to study in a land out of time But some there are of greed who take without a need Despoiling every treasure they may find Such a dark soul there was who rode out of the dusk His legions arrayed at the top of our vale. With sword and blazing fire they turned us to a pyre Leaving smoke and sorrow to recall our tale Petals gone, all is ash, cinder on the path Memories to whisper to all of those Remembered in song where children sing along Singing of ashes and a rose. Simple blessings there are drifting from the stars To bestow a life where life has surely fled A woodsman in the dawn by chance came upon The valley of ashes and found a bud of red He gently cleared a space preparing a new place For heaven's gift of spring to sing in the earth He tended it so well with skill and love and spell My mother's, mother's, mother found rebirth Petals rise, over ash, music on the path Memories to wind around hearts all of those Who still dream our song whose children sing along Singing of ashes and a rose. Dreaming of ashes and a rose |
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