Looking out her castle window to the
grassy hills beyond the keep,
she sees a flicker of an image.
The Lady figures it a trick of the wind
and turns her eyes to the crash of
waves at the gorge below.
Sighing, The Ladies heart longing for
adventure, some spark to her life,
of a sudden feels a pulling inside her.
Urging her to look beyond the strong gate
below and on to the field.
And low, there he sits atop his
big black stallion.
The horse as restless as she is, with
his dancing prance.
The man with long golden hair blowing
in the wind and his looks like a viking god.
He looks up and meets her eyes and
holds her in a trance.
There in The Ladies eyes shined the
long awaited spark and she knew he
would be the one.
The Viking and The Lady would have
the dream, adventure, love and life