"But One Heart" An Ode to Geijon & Evialla by Lady Ceolmhor Tiodhlac Streaking across the velvet sky Unseen by man below, A brilliant star sliced through the night And fell to earth below. And as it fell, this fiery star Did split into two parts. While both of them were heaven's souls They did share but one heart. Twin souls divided as they fell Though burning, burning bright, Were wrenched apart, and crying could Be heard throughout the night. So wandering o'er hill and vale These weeping souls did go. One as woman, one as man, From childhood both would grow. Their hearts were heavy, full of loss As these two made their way They yearned to be whole once again, And prayed so every day.

The young man found the woman first And hid himself from her. For though his heart and soul were torn He needed to be sure. For many years he watched her grow Content to just be near. Her heart spoke now of love to her, She no longer felt fear. 'Twas underneath that velvet sky The two of them drew close. He brushed a tear from her soft cheek And love enfolded both. Though it was night, the sky lit up With many falling stars. Their hearts rejoiced and long they danced, She never left his arms. Twin souls united, now as one And heaven lifts its voice - Forever may they live in love And long may they rejoice!

Never hesitating in her manipulation of the harpstrings, Ceolmhor's face is radiant as the flames leap ever higher, drawing your attention once more. The music seems to fade as your eyes are drawn to the image of a lovers' embrace within the flames. With a crackling and a sudden pop, the image vanishes, leaving in its wake a shower of slowly falling embers, reminding you of the falling stars and calling your attention back to the softly singing bardess.

Eyo there folks! My name is Geijon or as some of Evialla's close friend's know me, Demon Monk. I've keyed such phrases as None 4 U! I like peaches..heh..and cookies. I get lots of both from my Lovie! I'd like to be one of the first to welcome to you to my Kittens home. Please clean off your boots or slippers or she'll have to implode you! Heh..ask Sylvine. Enjoy and wait til she really gets cooking..and boy can my Angel cook. ~Geijon Khyree aka (Jeramy Jones, St. Paul, MN)

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Our minstrels are playing for you our theme, "I Vow to Thee, My Country"

"We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace."
~ Sir Cecil Spring-Rice
("I Vow to Thee, My Country")

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