"Elizabeth Haydon - Rhapsody 2 - Prophecy, Child of Earth" - читать интересную книгу автора (Haydon Elizabeth)

And no one yet has thought to mourn.

The middle child, who sleeping lies,

'Twixt watersky and shifting sands

Sits silent, holding patient hands

Until the day she can arise.

The eldest child rests deep within

The ever-silent vault of earth,

Unborn as yet, but with its birth

The end of Time Itself begins.



THE PROPHECY OF THE LAST GUARDIAN

Within a Circle of Four will stand a Circle of Three

Children of the Wind all, and yet none

The hunter, the sustainer, the healer,

Brought together by fear, held together by love,

To find that which hides from the Wind.

Hear, oh guardian, and look upon your destiny:

The one who hunts also will stand guard

The one who sustains also will abandon,

The one heals also will kill

To find that which hides from the Wind.

Listen, oh Last One, to the wind:

The wind of the past to beckon her home

The wind of the earth to carry her to safely
The wind of the stars to sing the mother's-song most known to her soul