Flower of the Field ~ A lullaby of the Lore

The photography of Michael Leacher ~ Flower of the field

Here’s a quiet little song, a loving but melancholy lullaby, from the podcast of Lore of the Underlings, my episodic epic. It’s sung by a most mysterious character — the beautiful, space-shifting Vaam. We both hope you like it (it’s one of my favorite things from the entire series so far)…

Flower of the Field (Replay from March 2014 at the House of Lore, Framingham MA USA, 1 minute and 34 seconds)

O you my little love, my child
Were born a flower of the field
Your perfumed hair so soft, so sweet
The gold of summer long adored
Adorned in ribbons, O yet wild
Bright-eyed, no darkness have you seen
But kissed of sun, caressed in rain
Brushed by the wind upon the field

My ever love, my only love
My child, my flower of the field
They say your petals ride the wind
One and a thousand leagues away

My ever love, my only love
My heart, my flower of the field
They say your petals sail the sea
Two and two thousand leagues away

My ever love, my only love
My soul, my flower of the field
They say your petals grace a land
Three and three thousand leagues away

Tonight my love, the stars above
Show me my flower of the field
Your petals cast across the sky
Long gone my love yet ever here

~~~ The Lore is available in audio and ebook format ~~~

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