Rider, turn your
steed,
Set your face unto the distance,
Ride unto the edge of
all the lands
Where Men live their lives
Of striving,
hungering and pain…
Go ye now, Rider,
Unto the happy lands
Where dwell all our Fathers
Bliss-enfolded
Sun-blessed ever–
Join now the
feasting
Join now the singing
The regaling of their mighty
deeds
And yours…
And tell them, Rider,
They are not forgotten ever
In these troubled lands
Where once they rode and warred,
Where yesterday you rode and warred.
Rider, ride now ye forth
Unto that Hall and Home,
And one day soon
We all will feast again.
One company together.
2015