posted March 21, 2006 04:34 PM         

A man of trade
He paved the way
Only to cry
As his truths fade-away

A lion on earth
Sent by the wise
To deliver us all
From the pain and cries

Of miseries that come
Through the sins of man
Corrupted only by
The followers of Pan

He ran and traveled
Far and wide
To learn the mysteries
Of the moon and tide

Believed to have gone
Past the holy ganges
To seek the hidden wisdom
In the mountain ranges

Learning the craft
Of magic and the stars
He came back home
With numerous powers

Gathering a band of men
I believe to be twelve
To search and look into
Spiritual delves

Following his heart
With his soul so pure
He men an ewe
And he loved her sure

The twelve of them
Raged in horor
How could a sheep
Or a dame be in power?

Plotting and plodding
They whispered aloud
To seek ways of ridding
This ewe so proud.

Despite they knew the fact
That the lion loved more
For she was his mate
His heart's core

Armed with love
With peace and wisdom
He set his goal
To revive the kingdom

Curing the ail's
The pain and sorrow
Promising hop
And a better tomorrow

Like fish they swayed
Through the shimmering seas
Of waters he walked on
A feat for all to see

A the twelve however there was
A Gray Lizard of doubt
As he saw the lion prowl
He would sit alone and pout

(End of part one)

posted March 23, 2006 03:39 PM         

core..
3725=17 Star of the Magi = 8 fate. ...
swaying back and forth..balance
the center..