fostering of the bear

[Branbeith]

jumbled thoughts are my own
as I leave the castle with babe in arm
Screams of the mother seem to fall on deaf ears
But secretly slice through my soul
more cruelly than the sword rumored to cut-steel.

A broken man tries to stop me
Thy oath was given, dragon, abide by it
My comments do little to ease the king
who sees kingdom and family
fly apart and scatter in icy winter solstice air

Cradled in aging arms the baby sleeps
thankfully oblivious to his future charges
of uniting the old and new ways
while forging a kingdom by
weilding right instead of might

I carry my new student
who, under my tutelage,
will have the heart of a druid
soul of the Bear
and wear the mantle of a king

I stand before the frightened Ector
and command him to foster the child
he does so out of fear of me
But the fear will soon become love
for the child destined to unite that which his father destroyed

[Kat Lady]

Wonderful poetic rendition of the birth of the King, BB. And I really like the part where Merlyn has sympathy for a mother's loss instead of being cold-hearted as Hollywood portrays him.

"T" says you make him proud but put the stick down....

[EarthWard]

I loved it too. I hope you keep going with it. Its sounds like an epic poem and I love epic poetry.