Medieval song inspired by Arthurian legends. |
VIVIAN Today I arise And know who I am Not vessel, nor chattel For any man I glide through the forest Blue robes aflow And slip through the mists Where mortal men row I am a priestess I am Vivian Borne of the Goddess I am Vivian Yet still a maiden I am Vivian I wander the Kingdom In the guise of a man Offering my service Wherever I can My gift of the healing Mortal men fear Yet calmness descends Whenever I'm near I am a priestess I am Vivian Borne of the Goddess I am Vivian Yet still a maiden I am Vivian Forgive me sweet Goddess I must make haste For I am in love And no longer chaste We are to be wed Traditions hand-fast A babe will be born Before the year's past I am a priestess I am Vivian Born of the Goddess I am Vivian No longer a maiden I am Vivian To Avalon Isle I flee with my child For she has a talent Reckless and wild A need to be trained In our sweet Ladys' ways Or I fear that her gift May number our days I am High Priestess I am Vivian Borne of the Goddess I am Vivian Training hand-maidens I am Vivian Yes I am High Priestess I am Vivian Borne of the Goddess I am Vivian Born but to serve you I am Vivian (C) Nicole Kelley |