The waiting

Site Admin Joined: 26 Apr 2005 Posts: 369

I am he who is from the old ways
Lost in a mystic haze
back in the forgotten days

Oh brother, why have you forgotten me
to slip away and leave me be
closing your eyes to never see

But I am still here within a cool breeze
giving comfort to all the trees
hear my voice within their leaves

I came to call out your sacred name
for it surely the same
inside you have not changed

Take me into your breath and know
I have something I need to show
the path to which your spirit goes

Come to the edge of the woods and seek me out
I will surely come with out a doubt
speak my name but do not shout
For I am waiting

(c) Radarr

Joined: 28 Apr 2005 Posts: 125 Location: Winder, GA

Cool, what is a Bard?
DWA

Site Admin Joined: 26 Apr 2005 Posts: 369

A bard is a celtic poet. Now you know. He he he he. Radarr