From the mountains to the sea, unbridled he must be,

No stall or barn or saddle will you find.

This is a Man of mystery, knighted sword in secrecy,

From days of old, with the angels, next in line.

“Man in Black” he is in season; understanding humble reason,

He vanquishes dark foes, both left and right.

So give this Knight his space, to deliver love with grace,

His steed carries him with swiftness through the night.

His passion never rests, for he has a worthy quest,

As he rides on direct orders from the King.

Lords and Ladies gaily cheer, for his Brave Heart knows no fear,

As he soars up snow capped mountains with great speed.

A white Knight is hard to find, and you might just lose your mind,

If you wonder where he might have gone today?

One day he will not roam, but in time, he will come home

To a warm barn filled with sweet feed and soft hay.

But until then my sister-friend, know he’s in it till the end

Since before time, he was in it from the start.

So cheer him from the side, and know that when he rides,

You, my damsel, ride within his heart.

By: Jacqueline Marie Applewhite©

December 4, 2008