Ithsuwarian Lullaby

Oh Kith and Kin in kindBone and blood of mineWe wish you the sweet freedomOf the endless Wanderers’ willFor every rainstorm, shelterAnd for every Saint that’s knelt hereBe a blessing upon your crownCrushed orange blossoms fragrant stillFor every seed, a harvestFor every tree, a forestFor such plenty do I prayDelivered from above the blueEyes heavy, […]

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Past Where the Briars Grow

I heard the faintest whisper Past where the briars grow Woven ’round the thickets, Where it is not wise to go And I counted ‘pon my fingers (Callused from battles long away) The notes I heard from over The forest’s sharp-toothed gate I can’t recall the words (If any had e’er passed) But so well […]

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