Sunday, May 18, 2008


A great dragon rose
From the mist of time
To fulfill a destiny
A sacred space
To be King
Amongst the pages of time
He stood alone among many
Mystery surrounded him
And in his destiny was light
And in that light
Was his silent darkness
His cross to bear
For there is
A price for everything
When you are born of magick
As he paid with each breath
The loneliness grew deeper
As the days grew shorter
And there was no love
In this darkness
And his search never ended
His soul never quenched
Nor the longings fulfilled
So Artos will always be
The Once and Future King
The Great Dragon
Of Legend and Lore

Written October 31st 1995