Ice Warrior
Glide my warrior with blade in hand,
In rhythm to the sound of your soul.
Answer the call of your Goddess,
She knows what your destiny holds.
You be of her. You be not mine.
I am merely her vessel of birth.
Use the skill of the game my son;
Inspire! Bring joy,hope,love and mirth.
Instinct of panther, speed of a cougar,
Cunningness to outwit a fox;
Heed the call of your spirit guide,
Dare to live outside of the box.
Honor your Goddess with blade in hand,
Pay homage to the passion of soul.
Honor that which sustains your heart.
Live your truth and let it be told.
Copyright 2006
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