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| Cold stars upon black velvet skyee Wind song across the silence Upon the hill his silvered shadow calling Cry silently upon the moon lost in wilderness times before Proud in honour graceful in the seeking Cries bound in eternal song Down upon the silent glen all do seek to find That which he sings of nightly upon the lonely top I weep to hear his mysted song to know his pain runs deep The last of his noble kind a treasure man must keep Emerald are the eyes of night ivory is the smile Wolf song drifts upon the plain mournful mile on mile Wind Dancer And in the times of dragon song the warrior moves aside The change the form the twisting mysts but a dream Would a smile touch the heart of love Or should a dance say the all Once in the first and twice in the last the warrior travels on To chase the wind to seek the song to dance in daemon time Would or could the trailing cloud oe'r take the stars Or should a dragon cry sooth the heart of fear I stand upon the dark abyss to seek my turning time Chaste and free of worldly fear to seek the heart devine Oh sweet darkness cool emerald reign here this day to stay The plain of war the plain of peace the plain of love today Daemons on the rising plain but a dream growing small Take the walking turn to see the next again But on the shores of times vast sea sand does shift to begin A warrior astride a hell bound horse a dragon in the skyee Take a twisting look within and hear the virgins sigh Poem by Wind Dancer  Follow Me Back To The Wolf & Thank You For Reading My Poem Windancer |
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