Born into magick royalty The one sent by Goddess To set them free From conception forward His destiny defined But in a dream To his mother The oracle, Riobhlinn, prophesised Written in blood Was Ravenel’s early demise With dark sources Landing on the shore The Queen made A painful choice To let her baby boy go Placing a bronze amulet Around his neck So as he would never forget Down the crystal pool of reflection He went Through a portal in time To world unknown An entire kingdom left to mourn She sat every day By the crystal pool Pining for her son Her only one Years went by And the baby Became a man All though he had what he needed There was still something lacking His soul, not completely whole There was a yearning A lesson to be learned A part of him he did not know He followed the feeling To a faint golden light And disappeared from the other world That fateful night Back through the portal in time The same in which he came To the shores of Awenyiddion Where his mother lay He reached down Touching her porcelain skin Wiping silver strands of ageless beauty From her face Slowly she awoke First taken by fear Who was this stranger Why was he so near Then it hit her A mother never forgets her son The twinkle in his eye Same as when he was born Her Little Lord Ravenel Had finally come home |