A Woman's Adventure - Part One
Maiden, Mother, Crone;
Three stages of women,
All the same and are one.
Sisters;
Come gather round!
Swords-woman;
Have a care in carrying your blade.
Mistress of the Blade;
War calls to you,
March with your sisters side by side.
But have a care and be careful;
Do not lose your life.
Maiden;
Have a care that you do not cut yourself.
War has a way to steal a Maiden's innocence,
So have a care and be careful.
Mother;
Off to War you go and leave your family behind,
You are protecting them from the evils of the world.
But have a care and be careful;
War has a way of stealing a Mother from her family.
Crone;
The sword has become heavy to lift
And the armor has become hard to wear.
Where will your weary bones rest after battle?
Have a care and be careful;
War is never gentle but He does honor the Matriarch.
Enchantress;
Have a care of the Arcane.
Lady of Magic;
The World of Magic can be dangerous.
But have a care and be careful;
That you do not burn your life away.
Maiden;
Have a care that you do not burn yourself,
Wonders you will see but at a price
Have a care and be careful.
Mother;
Wonder-wielding and fire-fierce,
You weave spells to protect your children.
But have a care and be careful;
There is a price to pay.
Crone;
Your cauldron is overflowing,
You hold knowledge of great wonders
Teach others of what you know.
But have a care and be careful;
Your body and mind
Are paying the price.
Adventure awaits you but...
Are you willing to pay the price?
Maiden, Mother, Crone;
Swords can become too heavy to lift later on.
Swords can shatter in the forge or in battle or rust in the rain;
Swords can be sheathed in scabbards or in death.
Through your wanderings and at adventure's end;
Will you lay in an unmarked and nameless grave?
Adventures hold many choices...
What path will you choose?
Maiden, Mother, Crone;
The Arcane can be dangerous to follow.
Fires go out, dimmed in ash and frozen in ice;
Your light fades before it burns out
And leaves you blackened.
Through your wanderings and at adventure's end;
Will you lay in an unmarked and nameless grave?
Maiden, Mother, Crone;
Three stages of women,
All the same and are one.
Maiden;
Your adventure has begun,
Hone your blade and hands.
Mother;
Swords and scabbards vary in size,
A lens of light may spark a light.
Crone;
Your feet have become weary
And your bones must rest.
Sisters;
Come gather round...
No matter how many adventures you wonder on;
There is only one thing you must keep in mind...
When your adventure ends and your spirit needs rest;
Remember your family is waiting for your return home
And that is where your heart lies.
Maiden, Mother, Crone...
Your adventure has begun!
