This poem is written to the melody of
The Obsidian Tree by Random Goldfish
(mod 86 by me)
The music journeys from soft and low to a crashing crescendo...
"to read the words without the melody would be like dreaming in black and white..."
The Obsidian Tree
Trees in a white forest,
love
in a maiden, dear.
Days
counting the moments,
scenes
in her night dreams…
(short musical interlude)
Gently,
on a moon-beam,
sailing low,
love.
Will she find love?
and she waits.
Love…
will she find love
there,
in the clearing;
days
slip away…
(musical intro)
Far, in a mountain brook
winding down to the sea
a prince drinks, in his two cupped hands
pools of a vision clear;
pale dim reflections
dance
in the swirling mists,
to everything
he'll ride
on...
(to bass, beat and guitar...)
Through deep valleys,
snow-peaked mountains
to everything
he rides…
to everything
he rides,
ever, ever on…
(short musical bridge)
In burning hearts there lives
bravery and strength
captured from
the enchanted obsidian tree.
Through magic forests,
lands under watchful eyes,
they ride with their shields bright,
emblazoned with the obsidian tree.
There, in true hearts that burn
love clears a way,
only love
born from the obsidian tree.
Through foreign kingdoms,
riding with love and passion
all know they've been gifted with
true love won from the obsidian tree.
(short musical bridge)
Trees, in a white forest,
dreams
draw him ever near;
she, raiment-white robed, waits,
love
in her heart burning fierce...
.
He's found the white forest!
She,
with a love so dear.
Love in a white forest,
heat
in a night so clear!
(short musical bridge)
Time in a white forest,
light
shaded star-mist scenes;
Scenes that we all dream of
sleep...
under magic trees.
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
I will say here that I'm not happy with a few notes in initial strings that I added (fixed now! w
... and note that I added the interludes to give the reader a break between poem sections (and I do like them!) I really haven't done much to it yet, not compared to your 'The Forest Altar' and 'The Snowy Banks' (you can find them listed on my author page with my other musical poems). On 'The Obsidian Tree' here I've run out of time for the moment- going off to Europe for a few weeks tomorrow- much to do before then... much to do... but I've been listening to it in the car and have wonderful, soaring ideas I'd like to try after I return... until then, take care; you can see this site is a lot of fun, and is a nice place for a creative type like me... I can work on a piece and get feedback until I'm ready to send it out into the world... tell your band I said hi... and by the way, I was taken aback when I heard the guitar and drums- unexpected- but I'm glad you did, it shows that you are not afraid to stretch your creativity into new areas... OK, I've talked too much already... au revoir...
