A Tamrin love song which recounts the story of Namu and Solik.
Namu dances to the song
of the rainbow spray
silver voice mingling with
double moonlit ray.
Drifting through fine mist
bright child of sylvan folk
in water-gated cave she plays.
An echo haunting the waters’ spray
Her voice mingles in double moons’ bright ray.
Mingling in double moons’ bright ray.
Stark shouts disturb
the shining dark
booted feet, flailing arms,
brutal blows are struck
lucid water churnes
as lost prince is stripped by thieves
and left to die in heartless lark.
At last the villains are gone
Namu weeps to see the bloodied dawn
Swimming out to pool’s edge
she looks upon Solik’s prone form
crystal waters sullied
from his seeping wounds,
her heart is torn.
Wrapping him in misty cloak
she takes him past her hidden moat
Whispering healing songs,
he stirs and wakes,
sees her limpid eyes,
entranced his heart is smote
though he knows not her folk.
An echo haunting the waters’ spray
Voices mingling in double moons’ bright ray.
Mingling in double moons bright ray.
Through the soft days
she brings him forest fare
tender fish fire cooked, roots,
plump berries to share
weaving him songs most fair.
Though he longs for kin and hearth
deep wounds his powers impair.
Emerging from waterfall of delight,
Namu takes silvery flight,
on dulcet wings
of snow and light
blends into the bright horizon
vanishing from
the prince’s eagle sight.
An echo haunting the waters’ spray
Sad prince calling for his love to stay
Calling his love to stay.
She rides the thermal currents
his close kin to seek
flies over tall mountains,
wild wilderness creeks
finds the fabled city between twin peaks
alighting on palace roof to see
King at archery range,
with sadness noble face bleak.
As she swoops grieving father
son’s message to supply.
Angry at fate’s cruel ploy,
he lets swift arrow fly.
Shaft flies true her breast to rive
crimson floods snowy feathers
woman’s form slumps on stones to die.
With her last fluttering breath
she tells mazed king
your son is safe,
go where curtained waterfalls sing
and tell him
Namu loves him true
as pure as sweet waters’ spring.
An echo haunting the waters’ spray
Silver voice dancing to moons’ bright ray
In moons’ bright ray.
Returned at last to his home,
with gladdening feasts and tears
his family embrace him.
Spray filled song his memory spears
Prince Solik can’t be full content
through the years he haunts Namu’s weirs
heart’s tears entwine with misty spheres.
Echo haunting the waters’ spray
sad prince calls for his love to stay.
An echo haunting the water’s spray
his love to fray
For his love to stay.
Echoing through the years
Calling for his love to stay.
Jeanette O’Hagan 12 July 2014