Library:An Ode to Lord British
From Shroud of the Avatar Wiki - SotA
More actions
 Contest illustration | |
| Author: | Tibs |
| Publication: | Poets Circle |
| Publish Date: | Release 9 |
| Genre: | Poetry (series) |
| Original Publication | |
|---|---|
| Publication: | Hearts of Britannia Competition |
| Publish Date: | February 20, 2014 |
| Series | |
| Series: | Hearts of New Britannia |
| Preceded By: | An Ode to Starr |
| Followed By: | May My Heart Be Your Canvas |
This poem by Tibs is part of the Hearts of New Britannia anthology.
An Ode to Lord British
by Tibs
- Life runs like the tumbling dice
We wager with each throw:
Searching through the fire and ice
Without the means to know.
In answer to our questing dream
Inspiring ardor's goal and stream
Forever evolving each and other
Falter not, my elder brother:
Without the courage to carry on
There is no quest, nor hope of dawn.
Faded in a shadowed veil
The old man has his tales to tell:
The journey of humanity
Is very much the same to me.
Beyond the grave, and out of date
In my heart I still relate.
Time beyond and now time still
Knowing how we really feel
Life and breath in every heart
Timeless, ageless, works of art
In this life are those who care:
Between them bonds a common share.
Are hearts so odd at soulful root
When moved to mourn the bitter fruit?
When winging wild in twilit skies
Or singing songs and lullabies
Or kindling up the freedom flame
What difference find, save flesh and name?
If naught is common in the bond
That poets share, in soul beyond
The reach of weak mortality,
Then where is Man's nobility?