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Ashes and a Rose


Master Aaron faheud Swiftrunner            


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


© 2007 George Reed
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