Prince of Light

Out of the winter, all furred up, lighting the way of his kind.

Sword and sinew aready, face to the black, work of a season behind.

Out of the darkness, a climbing of heights, glittering sky of his mind.

Into the summer, the plans of the deep, conferring a making to bind.

Raised on Ambrosia, a pain to the Gods, he is the first of his kind.

The season anew, the flight true and through, the Grail it is his to find.

Soar up little one, beloved of mine, ride the mystical wynde.

When battle is done, and death comes to tease, ‘tis a kiss to a warriors rind.

Oops! ‘Tis a female after all, I didn’t know, and I don’t mind. ((:

Mark Berkery ……. Click any picture and click again to enlarge

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Samuel Sharpe said, on 06/12/2010 at 8:08 pm

Wow Wow Wow, that is amazing, so sharp yet soft at the same time, this is up there with my favorite shot’s of yours it is stunning. Looking forward to attending you class.

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- Mark said, on 07/12/2010 at 12:22 am
  
  Thanks Sam. See you on Saturday.
  
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Jenn said, on 04/12/2010 at 11:23 am

Absolutely beautiful filled me with glee!!!!! words and picture!!!!!

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- Mark said, on 07/12/2010 at 12:22 am
  
  Thanks Jenn. Wonderful creatures, aren’t they.
  
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jamyun said, on 04/12/2010 at 10:57 am

wonderful…

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- Mark said, on 07/12/2010 at 12:21 am
  
  Thanks Jamyun.
  
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