Post by Kali mun on Apr 4, 2004 20:21:11 GMT -5
One inland summer I walked through rye
The wind at my heels smelled like rain
White clouds hurried through the sky
The wind roared across the grain.
Ten years old , I saw down the lane
In ages before the world ran dry
What the maps could not contain
The worlds that were said to have died.
Atlantis gleamed like a dream gone dry
Avalon lay under faerie reign
Tir-nan-og was fair-locked land
Cibola was the guarded golden plain.
I saw the lands where men stay strong
And knights in shinning armor
I saw the lands where beauty lasts long
And queens in their glamour
The unicorn’s danced in the grass
The dragons flew high in the sky
The elves planted flowers along the pass
The faeries whizzed by.
The Rubies sparkled brightly
While diamonds danced
The sapphires were placed in rings tightly
While people looked at emeralds with a glance.
But as I grew older
These visions passed on by
But I will always remember
My walk through the rye.
(copywrite christine W. 2004)
The wind at my heels smelled like rain
White clouds hurried through the sky
The wind roared across the grain.
Ten years old , I saw down the lane
In ages before the world ran dry
What the maps could not contain
The worlds that were said to have died.
Atlantis gleamed like a dream gone dry
Avalon lay under faerie reign
Tir-nan-og was fair-locked land
Cibola was the guarded golden plain.
I saw the lands where men stay strong
And knights in shinning armor
I saw the lands where beauty lasts long
And queens in their glamour
The unicorn’s danced in the grass
The dragons flew high in the sky
The elves planted flowers along the pass
The faeries whizzed by.
The Rubies sparkled brightly
While diamonds danced
The sapphires were placed in rings tightly
While people looked at emeralds with a glance.
But as I grew older
These visions passed on by
But I will always remember
My walk through the rye.
(copywrite christine W. 2004)
