oh, yes. LH wanted the odd posts...


Ballad (37)

Is mage now worthy of his muse?
How can he know, for sure?
His efforts cannot questions lose,
Nor hopes his dreams assure.

He spends dark nights alone and cold,
In study, seeking wit.
He finds no spell to her heart hold,
Nor words to feelings fit.

All he can do is wait, and see
If he has earned her smile:
He wonders if muse might agree
To share the night a while.

He sees the moon, but knows it's glow
Reflects but her dreams' light:
The stars are gems that serve to show
That muse shares beauty's sight.

Can he place heart aside, and learn
All that his muse desires?
Can mind away from passions turn,
And think bare fact inspires?

She is far more than visions know,
And all that mage would need.
Yet, should he let his passions grow,
And not know where hopes lead?

18 Dec. 2003