Legends of Belariath

Shaeya Asura

Hymn of the Wandering Skald: Gaea

By the life that rises, by the death that nears
By the sound of silence, by the wash of tears.
By the rising oceans, by the waning fire,
By the roaring tempest, danger grown higher...
She is my light, my revealing light.

By the shimmering starlight, flickered in her trees.
By the sun-light moonlight, glittered on her seas,
By the changing face, on her changeless hills,
By the whistling song, of her wintry chills...
She is my heart, my beating heart.

By the flower that flourishes, with each hour that wanes,
By the coming of time, and with the end of all pains,
By the daily promise, of fresh air, and fresh light,
By the quiet peace, found in her quiet night...

She is my sight, my strongest sight.

By all these things, and more is she here,
By every held promise, in every whispered fear.
By every moment, her loving peace abounds,
By every creature, in which her spirit is found...
She is my art, my passion and art.

Gaea give me succor, Gaea Give me strength
Gaea give me wisdom, Gaea give me health
Gaea grant me courage, for I say this now,
For Gaea and her children do I take this vow...

By my soul in her hand, by my body on her land,
By my will, and her way, by my heart held in sway..
Do I live to serve for her, Do I breathe to honour her.
This is my vow, this is my song.
She is where my life belongs.

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