Exalted Prince

 

Exalted Prince

 

 

Of royal line and ancient tongue,

he stands on the precipice of understanding.

Knowledge bubbling forth like the winds of change,

putting out the fires

so the forest survives

to see the coming of ages.

 

The fires within cease to rage

as a new dawn rises upon the land.

 

His land…his trees…his sky.

 

His mind sees all that is permissible to the gods decree

as he sleeps and travels on.

Never yet knowing what or who he seeks.

 

Travel on sleeping prince,

your bride awaits on destiny’s wings.

Reviews

[Lady Of Darkness]

This has a good story line which makes this poem interesting to read.
Great structure and flow.
Nicely done.