WIZARD
©1999 Mark P. Hirschhorn
from the Ascending Music CD ‘The Wonder Of It All’
Born in the rush of the wind blowing free
Nursed by the shimmering foam of the sea
Silent and strong as the mountains of old
Flashes of fire my coming foretold
Shadows and echoes wherever I roam
Wandering always, yet never alone
Out of the mists and the legends of yore
Many the times I have been here before
Into the caverns of night drawing near
Carrying hope through the darkness and fear
Precious the Gift that is left in my care
Heaven alone knows the name that I bear
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Now, once and forever the ecstasy burns
Clear as the heart of the sun
When, when will I ever be free to return
To dwell in the Heart of the One?
Soon, when my journey is ... done
Countless the places and countless the names
Somehow the mission is always the same
Poetry's power, the answers I bring
Lending my counsel to paupers and kings
Solace for those with the courage to see
Truth for the spirits that long to be free
Many the time I have fled through the night
Cursed by the shamed as they banished the light
Few the companions who ask what I teach
Seeking the blessings already in reach
Never more simple, the lesson I give
This is my secret: to serve is to live
CHORUS:
Growing within me, the glorious thrill
Sharing the visions of old now fulfilled
Humans and creatures no longer enthralled
Partners again in a timeless recall
Once more our Lady of Love is enthroned
Once more the Garden to tend as our own
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