Circle's Heart

Forests green and mountains purple,
Fly with me to The Fifth Circle.
Snowcapped peaks and windswept valleys,
Let us turn and tumble wildly.
Silver moon and fiery sun,
Quickly, ere it's all undone.
Jagged rock and callous stone,
Worry not, we're almost home.
To the circle's inner heart!
Let us finish where we start.


© 2009 Jubal Faircloth