the old ways they will seek.
They will hear the ancient music from the planets
And singing from all the stars
They’ll feel the sacred energy from their Mother Earth
And learn the old tales of Mars.
They’ll hear the tones within the tones
Of fiery sunset, sand, and sea
They will learn the old ways of water and fire
And know sacred life dwells in every tree.
They will love walking much more softly
Thus not disturbing gentle Gnomes
They will better learn to build their houses
And not wreck forest homes.
They will learn to see the Dragons
Speak to Bugbears, Dwarves, and Elves
They’ll ride swift and free on wild griffin back
And really enjoy themselves.
Then all ancient forests will be finally free
And never need to be patrolled
Then new time will turn full circle
And cycle back to a time of old.
But for now the young wizard, Nyber Khan
Looks down from his lofty perch
With loving self-protection
On an ancient forest of pine and birch.
Upon ebon battlements of stone and light
Alone he darkly stands
Wearing robes of much older powers
He surveys his armored bands.
His dark blue sword of elven steel
Shimmers straight and true
A Runic Bow spans his broad, strong back
A quiver of seeking arrows too.
Hesper The Elven Princess. (Poem two.)
Hesper is a wild turquoise dragon
She loves to soar the deep blue sky
And Nyber Khan the brash young wizard
Just loves to watch her fly.
She has diamond scales beyond royal blue
She sprays a wicked blue-white flame
Hesper has taught Nyber some dragon-speak
So Nyber can speak her true name.
She is as fast as light and dragon links
With bold Nyber while in flight
Barely larger than a giant eagle
She’s full scale in any fight.
Her almond eyes are the deepest scarlet
Her pupils catlike and forest green
Her Dragonsight penetrates any darkness
And thus see’s things almost never seen.
She dearly loves to tease wild griffins
As she dive-bombs the goblin troops
Nyber’s Troops who patrol the land
In swift, concentric, tough loops.
It’s all just good, clean, dragon sport
Her team is never close to being harmed
The wild griffins and generals ignore her
But the goblins get a little alarmed.
Nyber smiles and Hesper just knows
Thus perfect dragon link gets done
Earthbound Nyber gets quite a ride
As sweet Hesper has her fun.
For he then see’s all a dragon sees
As wild Hesper soars the sky
In colors he’s never seen before
As forest and field fly by.
Hesper loves to link up at night
And this causes Nyber glee
For the dark time has its colors
Only fierce Dragonsight can see.
This brave wizard has learned much
But not quite enough just yet
For he’s young and Elven foolish still
To think wild Hesper is just a pet.
Hesper has some secret plans for him
A quiet hope he doesn’t yet know
His education is not quite finished
There are some new places he must go.
He must invade a dark oak wood
And therein seize a forbidden prize
There is a cruel wizard war before him now
Of twisted magic, fire, and lies.
For sweet Hesper is an elven princess
Cursed now to be a dragon is she.
Yet Nyber’s true heart can save her
If only the truth he will see.
For centuries she’s been cursed like this
Cursed of form and face.
Torn from her castle of rare purple stone
Her soft bed of saffron lace.
How Hesper had cried out to her people
Tried so hard to say just who she really was,
Yet elves do not speak as dragons speak
And evil is as evil does.
Her dear father knew her not,
Her loving mother was deceived just the same.
They could only see a strange dragon fierce
With turquoise scales and a royal blue flame.
The Elven kingdom turned upon her,
With cruel arrows, sword, and spear
Unknowingly attacking,
Their own Elven princess dear.
The dark, twisted one who did this,
Leered down from a craggy peak.
Sending forth his winged minions,
A rare blue dragon he now would seek.
A black dragon covets this fine Elven girl,
Of rare form and face so fair.
An ancient one, of great magic and force,
Will’s princess Hesper to grace his lair.
The wicked changeling spell he sent forth,
Was most powerful and true.
It shaped shifted a sweet princess into a dragon,
With pretty scales of turquoise blue.
Yet a changeling spell can only work,
With what a person carries within.
He had not counted on her silver soul,
Nor a fine heart that held no sin.
He could never have known her new made form,
Would fly as swift as light.
He had no idea that her pure, strong heart,
Would never give up the fight.
On that cruel day Hesper lost her parents.
Her castle, lands, and people too.
How she has missed