The Wonder Of Alderley Edge by Michael C Oakes Between goldenstone and wizard’s well Over stormypoint and devil’s grave Down to saddlebole where goblins dwell You may find the sleepers cave. Past sacred grove where incense smokes Upon the altar of wood and rock A stone stands under pines and oaks Irongates hidden by a magical lock. This is where the great warriors rest In ancient mines of dwarven ore Awaiting the time to fulfill their quest Below the woods of elven lore. Within the Mage’s stronghold White horses, knights and a treasure hoard Dwarven axe head bars of gold And their King with his enchanted sword. Sealed by the Wizard in days of old The truth now lost in history Only remembered in stories told About this place of mystery. Till England has been forsaken Then open the gates and blow the horns The old magic shall reawaken Return to this world fairies and fauns. The King will arise with his lords The country they will heal Donning helmets and drawing swords Arthur’s enemy will taste cold steel. So come and take the Wizard’s Walk At stormypoint gaze over the ledge Sit in the woods to relax and talk For this is the wonder of Alderley Edge.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Mar 2014 22:04:39 +0000
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