Eldest And Truest

Brought before the elder fire
On knees the child fell
And through it came the mystic flame
To cast an ancient spell
For mastery of the truest skills
This child came to seek
In payment for thy peace of mind
To this the muse shall speak

One soul, two lives, threefold the lasting price
Not all rewards take shape in golden form
What cost? What gain?
Some lost and some remained
Quite long before today this choice already made

And once again, into the storm
Another sacrifice performed
This is the way, come flame or flood, it’s in the blood

An age gone by and still he thrives in patterns and in waves
With windows closed as fate forebode agreed and fully paid
A solace in creation no threat could render still
Forevermore an avatar, the muses mark their will

One goal, two halves, three strikes for sundered paths
Not all recede to last in memory
Come rain, come shine come skies with stars aligned
Turn many into one with energies combined

And once again, into the storm
Another sacrifice performed
This is the way, come flame or flood, it’s in the blood

It’s in the blood
It’s in the blood
It’s in the blood