My soul has rode the unicorn
Of pastures long since past
While magicians with eyes of red
Spells had me in their cast

My soul has walked Chaldean
With nets out to the fish
Hand held with love the emerald green
To give me what I wish

My soul has sung of clanging bells
With faces cracked asunder
While arguing for all mankind
With all the gods of thunder

My soul has fought the dragon’s breath
With all its scaly masses
And held with love the fallen snow
Of innocence while it lasted

Good one

such a beautiful trilling.I hope you do not mind, my response.

Sing

Sing to me softly,
Coo on the wing.
Run with me wild
Through the meadow, the stream.

Then in the twilight,
When all has passed,
See how love
Reflects from our glass.

Clearly and fluid,
When souls find their voice,
It started in wonder,
When youth was our choice.

Raine Les 5/28/2009

thank you both very much And sharris, I never mind

Aww man! That is good...

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Wow!!!!!
Beautifully moving

Your style
So different than mine

But I enjoy it!

Thank you very much, glad I could entertain, even if only 4 a moment