A Ranger's Tale by RhovanionWarrior
Where lie the days of past and gone
Where memories were made
The once resplendent, shining dawn
Crestfallen now doth fade
A shadowed rider yon doth show
Upon his horse of white
Trotting through the glistening snow
Therein the dead of night
The wind that blew a favored boon
Bequeathed a cold embrace
To add a year and one too soon
Bestowed upon his face
Across the plains he tarries not
His mission he’ll fulfill
This is his doom, his fate, his lot
The wish of his free will
But evening bids a silent ear
Great loneliness it brings
For none but stars are there to hear
The sentiment he sings
Yea, what little sympathy
This earth so seldom gives
For nary aid nor empathy
Beneath his footsteps lives
Still onward ever he will press
A faithful hand he’ll lend
And all familiar will confess
His deeds unto the end
Yet soon will cease his languish
When death ensnares his grace
Despite his woe and anguish
He’ll have peace upon his face
3 Comments
You’ve seen straight into the heart of the Ranger! A life like that just breaks my heart! I want to give at lest one ranger some comfort from his lonely fate…
Classic piece, really. Thank you for letting me see!
BRAVO Rho! Very, very well done! I agree with Naru . . . it is a life that breaks your heart. You’ve done a wonderful job if capturing the essence and the surroudings of a ranger. Lovely!
That was Beautiful…I almost cried! I loved it. You really captured the essence and brought it out. Beautiful!