Dream of the Archer

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!

Ahhh gentle romancers...drink of Love

So sweet!"

Treasure glowing in their eyes - Forest

Deepens dark their dream

"Keep to the pathway" he advise "the woods

Are more than they might seem"

"Heed you now the apparition bending never

Ending sounds

Call you into her mystery - are your eyes

Not 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

Gentle archer ages old - release the aim

Free the goal

Roll your arrow to my Soul - release the aim

Free the goal