The Tale of Taliesin

Описание: The Tale of Taliesin

Soft on the river, the first light falls,
A shimmer in the dawn’s thin veil.
Ceridwen whispers through drifting walls,
Magic riding on the pale.
A spark inside the turning tide,
A name yet unspoken in the world—
Taliesin rising wide,
A shining voice unfurled.

Oh, sing the changing wind,
Form to form you flow within.
From water, flame, and feathered sky,
Your spirit learns to fly.
Taliesin, wandering child,
Born of cauldron, storm, and dream—
Carry songs both fierce and mild
Along the silver stream.

Running as a salmon swift,
Soaring as a hawk on high,
A seed upon the hillside drift
Where truth and shadow lie.
Every shape a stepping stone,
Every breath a glowing sign—
From the unknown to the known,
Your voice becomes divine.

Oh, sing the changing wind,
Form to form you flow within.
From water, flame, and feathered sky,
Your spirit learns to fly.
Taliesin, wandering child,
Born of cauldron, storm, and dream—
Carry songs both fierce and mild
Along the silver stream.

Turning, returning,
Light inside the dark—
Wheels of meaning burning,
Hearts ignite the spark.
Threads of ages woven,
Time opens like a door—
Your song forever flowing
From shore to shining shore.

Oh, sing the rising wind,
Form to form you flow within.
Echoes rolling wild and free,
A soul in harmony.
Taliesin, mystic fire,
Born where dream and daylight blend—
Your song forever climbing higher—
A voice that has no end.