One Day I'll Wander Through Meadows Green,
One day I'll wander through meadows green,
Where woods are calm and skies serene,
And all my battles, cares, and pain,
Shall fade like dreams; half-lost, half-gained.
When a distant howl, soft but clear,
Echoing through mist, and drawing near.
I wonder where my old dogs roam,
When from the trees, they race back home.
Each faithful friend, long since gone,
Returns to me, as if no dawn
Had ever risen without their sight,
Leading hosts of hounds of pure white.
Their ears are red, their eyes aglow,
And with them comes a shadowed flow;
A rider tall, with knowing grace,
I fear his gaze, yet see his face.
"You know me, don't you?" soft, he speaks,
My heart is light, my memory weak.
No path behind, no end ahead,
No purpose clear, no words unsaid.
I smile at him, no fear to show,
"Yes, my lord, I know you so."
For this is Gwyn, the final guide,
Who leads us where the spirits bide.
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