Dream of the Archer

Wayfaring warrior soul- still wild
 The archer stands
 Arrow measured to the goal- sing of
 Strong and living man
 In his mind there is a vision wand'ring
 Through the forest town
 Telling of riches only given if through the woods
 The way is found
 Crying 'ah! beautiful dancers. wake up
 From your sleep!
 Ahh! gentle romacers. drink of love so sweet!'
 Treasure glowing in their eyes- forest deepends
 Dark their dream
 'Keep to the pathways,' he advised, 'the woods are
 More than they might seem'
 'Heed you now the apparition bending never ending
 Sounds
 Calling you into her mystery- are your eyes
 Not sparkling now?'
 Sighing 'ahh, take you no warning- make no
 Foolish fight
 Ahh, think not of morning- lie here
 Through the night'
 'Beauty take us!' they call 'in my arms!'
 They hear her say
 Silken web falls- mist illusion rips away
 'Helpless! helpless!' now they scream
 Helpless on the path he stands
 And awakens from his dream singing string
 Beneath his hand
 Gentle archer ages old- release the aim
 Free the goal
 Roll your arrow to my soul- release the aim
 Free the goal