Wild and Free
Awakening to my destiny
To thee I ran, fair Lady...
With scents of elven maid
Upon every passing breeze
I long of your touch
Silky against the whole of me
Spirits of the forest
Bow before thee
Allowing you to rest
If need should be
Yet a free spirit you are
Daughter of the immortals
A single word from you
Awakens my will, my heart
You will part the roaming seas
Fast and bold we shall run
Into the purple horizon
Facing all, as one
We shall be of every legend
Of the mighties and fairs
Our tales and names
Remembered down the ages
Troubadours will sing of two
Running ever so wild and free
Songs of bond deeply true
Of White Horse and the Lady.
© Sylvie Giroux 2007
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