This is an impromptu verse shared by two people in love
For the Lord and the Lady, Prince and Princess, Knight and Maiden
Those who are blessed with a brave heart and soul
Those who understand the art of romance and love
Those that have courage to partake on the joy of sharing
Those that have the wisdom to never grow weary of loving
Those who do not buckle and grow faint at the spirits embrace
We have chosen to share our love impromptu with you,
with swords of purity....
Castle of the Seventh Day
The Lady:
What troubles thee so that this melancholy reigns
for I know not how to read mind of your thought
this is anew but sweet darling of my dance
will you unburden to me and speak to my ear?
The Lord:
Sometimes the words flow like sweet music
other times I feel morose and dead
but you have changed that in me
now I sing a song of praise and wonder!
The Lady:
Was there light before you came to me
did the winds blow through fields of green grass?
Was I lost in a cloud of nothingness
buried in a fog of desecration's grave
knowing not that out of the shadows of would come
a flicker of light to spark a hope eternal?
The Lord:
Before you there was desolation and cold dreary nights
desperate want and disconsolation
Before you I was nothing, now I am someone
I am a light- a light that sees all
the light that will heal all your wounds
and placate your sorrows
I am your prince, the king of your realm
your knight in shining armour!
The Lady:
Were flowers always bursting in full bloom
did they sing in fragrant love songs
and colour my soul that was in mournful sleep?
Are you the light that shines upon this rose
my prince that has come to revive what lays dormant
the lover that will heal my bruised petals
and make me a rose that does flower again?
The Lord:
Like the life cycle of the rose
careful watering and nurturing
pruning at the proper time, yields the richness of life.
A slow death does it's pedal when they are through
but come again breeding anew
bringing happiness in lieu of sorrow to our fold
and the ardor and aroma of life at its fullest when in blossom
as color makes no difference, it's the beauty of the soul
that makes the rose so pure and true
God maketh them for me and you.
The Lady:
Was it the intent of you to make this flower bloom
were there bells that chimed before there was you?
For bells and flowers are like winds we hear
they chime into our lifes for a short time
never lasting or enduring.
They cast us with richness and favour of our Lord
But are they not soon replaced by a new growth of song?
The Lord:
You awakened me with your gentleness and sweet embrace
I flourished with beauty rays of hope and enchantment
silver bells of emptiness to golden bells of happiness
to this end I pray wedding bells of oneness!
The Lady:
Is this love due to a higher powere than us
who was watching and cared
or were we waiting in a dormant state
for living waters of passion to nourish them?
Nevertheless, I will live for you, die for you
sing for you, cry for you
for there cannot be a love purer than this.
Or will this be a sandcastle built by the sea
washed away by the turbulent, what is it you see?
The Lord:
In paths of goodness and much love
we will be as one in our quest to achieve nirvana
for now, my love we are the might
the strength that fears not the night.
We will be as one- as two- as three
we are you and me, and we be- the light!
The Lady:
You will be my four seasons-my sun and my rains
my heavens and my earth- my everything
We will water one another with love everyday
pouring passion cups of life- for infinity!
We are lovers of the soul of true purity
that cover each other with innocence!
We will build our lives with six days of love
and rest in adoration and admiration of our God
In our Castle Of the Seventh Day of perfection!
The Lord:
I will put you on a pedestal and adorn you with roses,my princess!
The Lady:
I will admonish you and pamper you in a bed of pure love, my prince!