wayfaring warrior soul- still wild
the archer stands
arrow measured to the goal- sing of
strong and living man
in his mind there is a vision wand`ring
through the forest town
telling of riches only given if through the woods
the way is found
crying `ah! beautiful dancers.. wake up
from your sleep!
ahh! gentle romacers.. drink of love so sweet!`
treasure glowing in their eyes- forest deepends
dark their dream
`keep to the pathways,` he advised, `the woods are
more than they might seem`
`heed you now the apparition bending never ending
sounds
calling you into her mystery- are your eyes
nor sparkling now?`
sighing `ahh, take you no warning- make no
foolish fight
ahh, think not of morning- lie here
through the night`
`beauty take us!` they call `in my arms!`
they hear her say
silken web falls- mist illusion rips away
`helpless! helpless!` now they scream
helpless on the path he stands
and awakens from his dream singing string
beneath his hand