No walls may hold the restless sea,
Its boundaries never set by man;
For time and tide, like moon and sun,
Each hold their race against the sand.
No titles can a man define
Who, boundless, serves throughout each land;
No distance ends our claim to him
Whom Honor holds at Her command.
No number to the crystal stars
That void Dark’s claim against the light;
And each a different tale could tell,
All giving honor to this knight.
No end and no beginning point
Are there to find on Fortune’s Wheel;
Each virtue sought as Her Wheel spins
Are in Buckminster all made real.
"For Sir Aaron of Buckminster, newly Baron of the Court of the West." -- Leah Raedaelf of Pagham, Bard of the West
The West Kingdom History Website was created by and is maintained by Hirsch von Henford (mka Ken Mayer).