Mystra
      (Submitted by Morngrym)


     She is illumination
     Offering the powers that we retrieve
     Every time the worn pages turn
     Reaching to touch the mystical weave

     She is energy
     Coursing through the veins of heros
     In gestures and strange words
     The flames may die, but the fire grows

     She is power
     To make kingdoms crumble, as others rise
     Delicate as a flower, fierce as any dragon
     In the hands of the blind, and the wise

     She is hope
     Seeing things we'll never see
     A path to the end of struggle
     Something to know, something to believe

     She is our mistress
     We each court her, asking for favor
     The reward for our endless labor
     A portion of the magic...that is her...





By Morngrym Verigost
     Knight-Commander
     Bard of KORT





     "Through magic we can achieve...that which many believe 
      is impossible..."