Gifts

Katherine M. Gray (c)1986


I once knew a Song
Which needed no singing
For it sang itself always.

I once knew a Dragon
Who knew the way home
To my heart's true longing.

I once lit a Candle
And found a great Council Fire
Where the Earth's Children
Warmed themselves.

I once knew a Tyrant
Who grew into an Artist
And found himself loved.

I once saw a face
In a clear running stream
That never belonged to me.

I once knew a King
No bigger than my hand
Who rode the wild geese
To his homeland.

These are the Gifts
Which I never have owned
And which I never will lose.


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