THE STORYBOOK Return of the Light

Twas then the lord of Light returned,
He hovered in the sky.
When many saw him flying near,
Their eyes were opened wide.

He took his magic sword in hand,
It shone brighter than the sun.
The orcs and the witches fled the land,
The dragons bowed their heads.

Evil left in fast retreat,
The sorcerer withdrew,
Deep within his shadowed land,
Far from light and truth.

The magician turned he took a key,
He held it before all.
Whispered words then took to wing,
Golden rays of shimmering dust.

A mighty flash of pure white light,
The clouds of darkness fled.
The key of magic opened wide,
A porthole in the sky!

Rays of purple majesty,
Descended from above,
Cleansing all the hills and land,
Purifying hearts.

Another key was held on high,
A bright blue light did shine.
Two angels blue did stand above,
The waters leapt and twirled.

The poison gone, the land was cleansed,
The hearts of men set free.
The people understood it all,
They wept now tears of joy.

As one they fell on to their knees,
Some bowed their heads in shame.
Asking him to forgive them,
For all the evil done,

Yet, others thanked him for the chance,
To fight and stand for truth,
The trials and battles gave them strength,
To resist evil's power!

"What's happened I do understand,
For man cannot be chained,
Even if the chains are love,
He must be free to choose."

"Evil cannot hidden be,
It lives, it thrives, it hunts,
You must be strong and fight as one,
You will then conquer it."

"Pain and sorrow you must feel,
Anger and its rage,
For you must conquer all of these,
If free you'd truly be."

"The evil weeds I have destroyed,
The rivers now are clean,
Your hearts will never be the same.
You each decide your fate."

"You'll struggle in the life you have.
You'll build or you'll tear down,
For this is part of life and love.
You all are now set free!"

"A garden new I will create,
But different it shall be,
For toil and trial will be a piece,
And you will overcome!"

The magician held a magic key,
A burst of golden light shot forth,
Engulfing all within its rays,
Exploding spectrum's hues.

A second key he then did take,
A garden new appeared.
His magic spells created it,
In beauty and in love!

The magician plucked a rose so red,
The thorns did prick his hands.
His blood did sprinkle on the ground,
New pants sprung forth from it.

The magician stood and looked at them,
He smiled for he was pleased.
He turned to all and then did speak,
The crowds drew near to him.

"The Hawthorn grows to teach you hope,
The Iris, faith and trust,
The Edelweiss for courage strong,
The Wallflower - adversity!"

"Rosemary sweet for loyalty,
The Cypress shows despair.
The Tulip white - forgiveness shared,
The Aloe, sorrow's tears!"

"These plants have added blessing brought,
For life is not all joy.
Pain and sorrow teach you love,
Adversity makes you strong."

"Faith doth make your spirit grow,
Forgiveness cleanses all.
Courage springs from out of fear,
Where loyalty is born."

"From these you'll learn to grow in strength.
From these you'll learn to live.
For ease and peace, though part of love,
Cannot give all you need!"

The magician smiled, he glanced around,
His face shone like the sun.
The people of his domain cheered,
A white dove flew overhead.

Grandpa closed the book and smiled,
Jimmy was asleep.
He carried him unto his bed,
Then put the book away.

Another day had come and gone,
Another story read.
Tomorrow would bring another day,
Another page to read.

The End

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