A Circle of Friends gathered in a cave,
left behind the earthly knave.
Friends joyful in their quest of healing,
knave hid in sorrow, shame from stealing,
the light in She, the bringer of  sun.

12+1 the number
to bring sun back from slumber.
Leaving no stone unturned in their mission
to find the key to crystal clear vision.
They battled darkness against all odds.

Many hours, days and weeks did they wait
until they unveiled the key in points of eight.
Glorious day as darkness turned to light,
plenty to behold the scenery in sight.
Like a soft kiss, the warm and peaceful feeling of the sun.

Still She felt bad for him, the earthly knave,
trapped in remorse, in withering cave.
The Circle of Friends crossed the plains,
to save knave from eternal sadness' reign.
But he did not wish to be saved and sent them away
and who knows, he may be locked in sadness still to this day.
This Friendless, heartless, lonely knave.