Ballads of Benedesque

	Word – Warrior     Word-Warrior… With my head bowed and blest’… May Fervent-fingers… float – to Touch Thy Fearsome-Face,  thru a Purity-Flame? … Grant me please, this golden-Grace as a Protected, Palm of Privilege… At YOUR Palace of Forever… of My Faith – do take these Polished… Pearls of Praise…   Word-Warrior… Thou Lifts me high!... Let me listen – Nigh’… as Chalice, beneath Thy Loyal Lips … so that I may contain a sip of courage;  and press upon Thy Sweet Cosmic – Charity… to be raised in Cheer – as a Kiss, seeking Thy Jeweled- Lessons and thirstily keep close – Thy Smooth as liquid – Knowledge…                             Overflow Mi’ LORD… Overflow…   Word-Warrior… … I kneel and Yield – All to Thee… Please… let me Hear All Thy Words … The Greatest Spoken and Ever-Heard… Thy Words, art the Deep – Wells from whence All Reality swells… Thy Words – art Written and Wondrous; Wrought and Wise… And wilt Last… ‘Til the Edge of Time… Beyond This Champion – Truth is mine and                             Thy Precious – Pledge… (and Ways)….

	Benedesque '            Artist:  K. Clemens Benedesque… Bold, Beam of A Dream A Place, Far – Away… Filled With Power… To Prosper, For Peace… Or What May The Day Deem Within Tried and True, Stone – Towers…   Benedesque… Oh, Bright Beam of Dreams and Soft Songs and Last Legends Told Blaze as a Torch in the Deep of Night … To dispel the Darkest Cold… Artist:  R. Lacoste    Thru Hallways of a Journey Unto a Quest unknown passing Velvet-Shadowed Tapestries to a Room, rich as a Throne…   Therein, Awaits a Maiden The Lady of Benedesque Mistress of Her Domain … Renown Beauty and Blest’   A Greeting of Generous – Grace, Thee wilt Find This Sweet Lady of Benedesque Offers Courage, Charity… Care in Kind to Many-a-Weary, Guest   Benedesque… Bold Beam of A Dream Thy Banners’ Behest… End of A Quest So Endure – Do Embrace, Be Placed in Esteem Lo’ … if Well-Met… Thou art at… Benedesque…   In Pact… this Lady Awaits Another Whose Heart, She doth’ Holds - To Her very Own Knight, in Shining Armor of an Admirable, Handsome Virtue   And so, Crossing o’er and Bound to be by Her side, forsooth… ‘tis this One, She loves to Passion Who doth’ Treasure her in Truth   Benedesque… Oh, Bright Beam of Dreams and Soft Songs and Last Legends Told Blaze as a Torch, in the Deep of Night … To dispel this Darkest Cold…   For, too Far-Away… Too Long-Apart… Keen ‘tis Their Desire to be Gathered in Arms… of the Other Joined, as Drops do… in the Sea   Keep Faith, Lady Benedesque to Trust Thy Knight wilt’ come Anon… To Kiss and Pledge and Honor Thee Ere’ this eve ‘tis Done   Ere’… Alas’… t’was shameful villainy which rideth below the Border All Knaves, in their Number, cowardly curs Didst’ change the Tranquil Order     Yea!... Treachery wast’ afoot, that eve … Three – Score – Rogues… Rode Hard! t’were rot-hearted-thieves… Posed to deceive… sent by a rival – feudal lord…   http://www.goldenwoodstudio.com/index.php?page=galleries     With evil intent, they assailed thy Knight, this very eve with disguised hail of ‘All ‘tis Well…’ t’was a rout as enemies…   T’was Knight and Squire, in Bold Defense Victory o’er two-score, they didst’ Gain O’ Rue… the ambush waxed intense ‘til Knight and Squire, lay as tho’ slain   Benedesque… Bright Beam of A Dream Survives and Rise from the Past Doth’ Soothing Springs and Searching Streams Dare to Reach Benedesque… at Last?...     Benedesque… Thee Bright Beam of A Dream In the midst’ of Shadowy – Repose Yonder, alighted Torch doth’ Gleam … to Keep Watch, wherein Hope goes   For the Fair Lady of Benedesque Ere’ at eve… and on the Morrow Holds to the heaving of Her Honored Breast ‘til Her Knight, doth’ slay this Sorrow…   Benedesque… Do Look Thee, Hence Guard Her Gate, from Futility Command a stalwart – Continence For Succor – Forsooth… Help Thy Lady See!...   Benedesque… Thee Bright Beam of Dreams Future… Look Thee nay to fate… Ere’ attend to Vesper and Yield and Cling … Reinforce Faith… as She Awaits …   For – Far, lying prone, on the Cold, Wooded Ground Of His Plight… Dark Vapors, didst’ Bask…  but in the Beam of A Dream One Memory wast’ Found … One Face… and … Benedesque! …   Benedesque… Bright Beam of A Dream Beseech Thy Lady’s Ear… To Hope and Promise and Fortitude’s Scheme … to Keep at bay … Her worst fear …   Benedesque… Bold Beam of A Dream Sigh – On! … Her Knight, t’will come Home Thou Trust, True-Love … to be Thy Theme And Await Him… nay matter ere’ Long…   Benedesque… Bold Beam of Dreams A Place, Far – Away… Filled with Power… …To Prosper, For Peace… or What May the Day Deem Within Tried and True… Stone – Towers…   … Benedesque … ... Benedesque ...  Written & © by:  Mistress MoonBee 9/10/05

	“ BY  ALL  THAT  IS  HOLY ”     By All That Is Holy… The Knight Rode Away Yonder o’er the Borders and Hills Away to a Kingdom… to be His One Day… Bound by Pledge and Royal Seal…   … for Valor and Honor and a Deed Well-Done He wast’ given the Titles Thereof… Glory and Power of A Champion Of The High-King, He Loyally Loves…   By All That Is Holy… We Speak of His Fame By All That Is Holy… Comes Thru His Name That Strong, Gentle Knight of Light and Love By All That Is Holy… Be Blessed Above   By All ‘Tis Holy  -  Pure, Virtuous He Vanquished all His King’s Foes In Obedience and Boldness… So Beauteous That Forevermore… Everyone Knows!...   By All That is Holy… He is Now, Lord of Lords GOD’s Will, ‘tis His Shield… Justice ‘tis His Sword Prince of Peace, Paid a Ransom… we could nay Afford … an External Crown… ‘Tis His Priceless Reward   By All That Is Holy… The Hero Rose Away By All That Is Holy… He Will Return One Day We wilt’ Herald and Cheer, as Sir Mercy passes through By All That Is Holy… He can Save You Too!   Written & © by:  Mistress MoonBee

	“Psalms 66:2 – Response “ (or) ‘ Love Of My Life ‘     You… Are The Giver of my Strength You… Are Breadth, Height, Depth and Width You… Are The Movement… in my Might You… Are The Radiance… in my Light   You… Are The Heartbeat… in my Hour You… Are The Passion of my Power You… Are The Center of my Universe Whatever comes After… YOU Are First   You… Are The Royal – Reverence – Being You… Are Essence of my Everything You… Are Who I Wait For… to Arrive You… Are The Love… That Keeps me Alive…           … You… Are The Love of my Life…             … and I Love You           Oh… I Love You           Words fail to Say…           Why I Love You This Way…                    … You… Are The Love of my Life   You… Are my Unimaginable Dream You… Are The Source and Supreme You… Are The Breath, I Breathe You… Are The Aura… in me   You… Are The Thoughts… in my Sense You… Are The Sword… for my Defense You… Are The Comfort… Listening You… Are The Secret… Answering   You… Are The Mystery… in my Quest When I Found You… I left All The Rest You… Are The Spirit, That Revives You… Are The Love… That Keeps me Alive…           … You… Are The Love of my Life…             … and I Love You           Oh… I Love You           Lord, Have Mercy…           I am So Unworthy…                    … You… Are The Love of my Life       You… Are Father to my Inner-Child You… Are Sustainer through All my Trials You… Stuck with me… All This While You… Are The Joy… in my Smile   You… Are One, Who Never Let me Down You’re my Freedom Train and I’m Glory Bound You… Are The Peace… in my soul You’re… More Priceless, Than All The Gold   You… Are The Core of my Purpose You… Are Our Key… Search Us You… Are The Goodness, I Strive For You… Are The Love… That Keeps me Alive,For           … You… Are The Love of my Life…             … and I Love You           Oh… I Love You           I Want to be True…           Just Like You…                    … You… Are The Love of my Life   You… Are The Sun… in my Sky JAH… You’re The Jewel, of my Eyes You… Are The Worship… in my Praises You… Are The Beauty… Rock of Ages You… Are The Storm… of All Glory You… Are my  Most High and Holy You… Are The Vision… in my Sight You… Are The Reason – I Write…   You… Are The Hope, of All Promise You… Are The Blessings Upon Us And When we Reach The Exodus… You… Are The Law, That will Save Us…           … You… Are The Love of my Life…             … and I Love You           Oh… I Love You           Let Flesh – Fade Away…           I just want to Stay…                    … And Be With The Love of my Life  MoonBee's Devotional   You... Are my Greatest Love You... Are my Truest Love for... All my Other Loves Comes  from... and thru... YOU ....     Written & © 10/2005 by Mistress MoonBee

	‘ The Great Hall of Holy God ‘        In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis The Judgment Seat Wherefore, Stands The Sentence… Mercy or Almighty Vengeance… Waits at Justice’s Feet For All Must Go Meet… In The Great Hall of Holy God … and ‘afore HIS Judgment Seat   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be Banquets – Sweet For Guests of Honor and Guests, who Hunger Doth’ Sup, in Wonder, on Table, Yonder In Humility, Served Charity   … and More Courses of Perfect Peace Wealthy or Poor… For None There art Least Each Name, ‘tis Inscribed for Those at This Feast In The Great Hall of Holy God … and HIS Banquets – Sweet…     In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis Grace and Glory And many a Trust and True – Told – Story Of how A Quest, Became Complete In Faith and Courage and Noble – Feat   As Knights, give Homage, upon their Knees (this Song… ‘tis Sung… by Such as These)… In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis Granted… All There Agrees   In The Great Hall of Holy God … Amongst the Obedient – Breed And Also Those Grateful… They too, wast’ Freed Doth’ lift Chalices, of Rich – Poured Spirit To Cherish, Thee LORD of Host… For Thy Generous Verdict   Respectfully Standing, to Drink… to Toast… The ONE, They Revere, to be Near… The Most Whilst’ Regaling This Company… with Conqueror’s Ballads And Reciting, Exciting – Gallant Deeds Every, Oratory – Tale… so Valid…   … “ like the Planting of Sacred – Seed … and the mouths… They Managed to Feed … and the Parting of Wheat… from the Weeds” In The Great  Hall of Holy God ‘tis A High – Harvest Indeed In The Great Hall of Holy God … art Gathered, The Blessed Breed…   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… Thunder – Drums And gold-stringed – mandolins… art Softly Strummed And pearl-winged – handles on Bells… Timely – Rung And Lute and Flute, of such Caressing Calm Choirs, doth’ sigh and whisper  Windsongs Whilst’ Silver – Trumpets… Herald… on and on…   … ‘tis Music of such A Memorable – Majesty … that one’s Breath catches… Echoes in Ecstasy To hear… their Rapt – Words of Reverence And Cheer HIS Praise, with Joyousness In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis A Melodious Incense…   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… Alms of Affection There be… Banners, so Bright in Benediction And HIS Great Crest:  The Cause of Creation … waves aloft – Royal – Rooms of Reflection With Decrees of Dignity, as Decoration ‘Tis The Grandeur of All Fortifications This Great Hall of Holy God… … Holds – Beyond Expectations!...   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… Many Harps of God…             … but there art no Lyre …there be… Many Fealty – Flames             … but only One – All Consuming Fire!... … there couldst’ be spoken… Many Tongues             … but only One Truth And ‘tis no more… too-much-pride… With so much Powerful – Proof… That… The Great Hall of Holy God… … Truly, ‘tis Absolute!...   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… The Hero’s Hearth So Great, This Blaze… … It – Warms… The Earth!... And Welcomes… Shivering- Ones And Even – Every Coat – Of- Arms…     … Who wilt’ Pledge… ‘Thy Will Be Done’… … and doth’ Plead... ‘Thy Kingdom Come’… For thru Thine-Own, Firstborn Son Forgiveness, for Now… Flows On!... …In The Great Hall of Holy God… The Prince’s Rule hath’ Begun!...   In The Great Hall of Holy God … Forever… Full-Awaits And by A Choice… We Choose our fate … be ye’ Lost… or eaten-up with hate… But Know This… Loyal-Love… ‘Tis N’ere Late … Nor N’ere – Far – Away ‘tis as Close, as a Kiss… or Time to Pray…   Lo’ and Behold!... Momentous Mercy!... … tho’, we art Most-Unworthy… To be woven into Life – Everlasting This Fine-Fabric – ‘tis ours… for the asking!... … Aye!... In The Great Hall of Holy God I Beseech that my Cloth… doth’ last… mi’ LORD…   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… ‘The Greatest Mystery’ … A Beauteous – Tapestry, of Eternity … Hath’ No Beginning… Hast’ No End Can nay Unravel… Can nay Rend No Other Spindle… couldst’ Ever Spin!... … tho’ others try to Embroider… Again and again…   But No one can go… wherefore this Treasure hath Been! For No one couldst’ Know; Imagine; Nor Demand … but, In The Great Hall of Holy God… … ‘Tis Sewn… Amen!   In The Great Hall of Holy God art Towers of Tall Esteem and Archways that Beam into Ivy-Courtyards of Care … ‘Tis Beyond Compare!...   So too… throughout HIS Righteous Regions and HIS Far-Flung – Future – Pavilions Wherefore All Hues, of Lineage-Pennants, wilt’ Find Searched with whole Hearts, Souls and Minds that Love’s Tent… ‘tis indeed, spread o’er Mankind…   Hence, Safe behind A High Wisdom – Wall N’ere to Breach… N’ere wilt’ Fall Can nay Climb O’er… Nor Under-Crawl In The Great  Hall of Holy God This Wall… sayest All!...   In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis One – Blood-Red – Rose And t’was this Fragrance-First which goes and wafts – lightly on the aire… Scenting Every Breeze from There   ‘tis A Perfect, Pleasant Aroma A Fresh and Soothing Odor The Rose, ‘tis laden with Sparkling Dew …Brave-Blossoms, Glisten True And Breathed in Wind, wither Gently Blew …Brave-Blossoms –Thy Seasons Knew   But, just that once… He Ceased to Grow Those Perfect Petals… t’were plucked – Below And Heaven’s Tears… didst’ Flow On that Hallowed – Ground… whilst’ others, placed Thorns ‘Round… and The Rose’s Colour, Floated Down piled unto A Crimson-Crown     … on An Altar Nigh’ And Many Anguished… didst’ Cry For His Leaves… t’were Stretched High and His Stem…still Reached the Sky and His Root… so Deep and Ever – Wise Kept The Rose… in HIS Memory’s Eyes…   And in Three-Days Hence… He didst’ Rise!... And Flourished and Grew… Stronger in Size! For whence, The Rose… rose from the Tomb The Rose, wast’ then… An Immortal Bloom   As An Eternal Gift and Prize Whomsoever He Plants… Thrives In The Great Hall of Holy God… ‘Tis The Blood-Rose to Re-Grow… Paradise…   In The Great Hall of Holy God … there be… An Ancient Garden Exquisite Eden… A Plot of Ground To Sow and Gather Special - Seed-In and Only One Lawful Sound…   … but traitor-thieves, didst’ sneak Forbidden-Fruit… what God saith’ nay eat!... What didst’ they Conspire to Seek Usurp A Crown – or Who Defeat?... Alas!... T’was Woe they Found!... dire darkness and Dust of a Mound and naked Fear and Horrors as they hid in The King’s Great Forrest yet, they knew inside… ‘HE Saw Us!’…       so, t’were Shamed to Greet but no matter… they hadst’ to Meet… In The Great Hall of Holy God … and ‘afore HIS Judgment Seat…   In The Great Hall of Holy God … ‘tis The Judgment Seat Wherefore, Stands The Sentence… Mercy or Almighty Vengeance… Waits at Justice’s Feet For All Must Go Meet… In The Great Hall of Holy God … and ‘afore HIS Judgment Seat     Written & © 9/05 by Mistress MoonBee

"In KnightHood Realm"   I saw a Band of Royal Knights upon their mighty Steeds Coat of Arms,  A-gleaming Herald Heroic Deeds...   One is Valor, One is Truth Chivalry and Might Another, Honor, Loyalty Justice and Light   Charity and Chastity and Faith, Their Golden Spurs Those Bold, Polished Lords Oh! Such Handsome Sirs!   Their Pennants were the Ladies Once Damsels in Distress Banners were the Orphans, Now Kith and Kin to Crest   Their Swords and Shields on Battlefields Unsheathed for Innocence in Fealty to a Crown Obey or be brought Down...   I saw a Band of Royal Knights They rode upon their Quest, that the Noble Creed of Men Henceforth... be their Shining Armor Best   "The Knight Guards Thee"   Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken The Knight Guards Thee as Thou Slumber midst Embers of Purity with Palms of Vespers Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken   A Chaste Kiss doth Pledge The Knight Guards Thee Treads the Cold-Castle Halls ...Hours of Torch-lit Vigil Eyes, Terrible as Flames Upon... Thy Fairness... never Forsaken    Nay, no Invasion of Spirit Cometh   The Knight Guards Thee                                         against Travail, Hordes and Dread                                 Sword and Teeth wouldst Bathe in Blood                                                    'Ere harm Trespass to Thee                                              Thou Art Fair and Not Forsaken                                                  In Peace, Rest... Fair Maiden    *** ADVIZATION *** Walk... like a Warrior Talk... like a Knight Battle... like a Gladiator to do the Right Sing... like a Minstrel Beat... like a Heart Be deep... as a Well of Secrets... Drawn-Apart Rise... like the Sky Play... like Youth Take... as the Eye Seek... as Truth Work... like a Wing Grow... like a Tree Take Time to Bring... Take Time to Be... Write... like a Poet Beam... like the Moon Show it... like a Sunset Offer it... like a Spoon Watch... like a Guard Warn... like a Sword Praise... as a Bard' and Love... like 'The Lord'                     September /  11 /   Help.. help! ... 9/1-1 They knew what they had done with heartbreak and hate chose the nine-eleven date   A symbolism bell a message sent to tell their pain and disdain the desperate - insane with fury and airplanes caused cries and bleeding rain on 9/1-1   Oh, what have you done? What is it you seek Are you heard, when you speak?... Shouts atop a minaret politics upon a jet an oil and blood stain just like Exxon and Cain spilled in vain on your souls and on your names Merchants of Terror & Shame ... this is your final fame of 9/1-1   What have you done? Last pilgrimage to trod No conscience left to prod An act so infidel odd Must be a vile fraud bitter figs and date(s) of 9/1-1   What have you done? Not Jihad, nor Saladin Nor Crusades on Ben Laden wipe this scimitar gut-gash of sacrificial ash No gold coin, or crescent moon or prayer rug at noon can pay the economic cost of your lives that were lost on 9/1-1                     Means  Help !   What have you done?... in the name of your god did he wink and then nod as two held hands and jumped into your mosque-martyr dump?   See the Firemen's stoic faces glazed with heroic graces Racing against time To spare some from this crime Against humankind And all things that bind ... The Beloved Ones of 9/1-1   What have you done? When stones, steel, bones & screams all went down then rose like a Mecca-Memorial ground ... on 9/1-1   What have you done? Who knocked on your door... What Jezebel (roar) said: "Kill them... Kill yourself!" Don't care 'bout nothing else!... but the rage and the West Bank Cage - and forget the Sacred Wage -   Who told you it's no sin... to kill innocent men ... Even if you've been, the True Skin for Skin is in HIS Camp, not ours not the Dome Rock, not the Towers nor with the Prophet, nor any earthly powers ... but these are the hours... of the Last Days... and the last ways... ... of 9/1-1   In the Name of The Son dialing 9-1-1 , 9-1-1.

"Yon Knights Of Modern Days"       There exists, still present, a Heroic Breed Entrusted Tutors, of the Days of Yore' Bound by a Solemn, Duty Decreed Just as, the Knights of Old, were Before   Heirs of the Virtuous, Code of  Honor Men-at-Arms, Thy Badge is Thy Shield Defenders of the Realm of Law and Order The Acts of Injustice, Thine Own Battlefield   No Pagentry, Tournaments, Ceremonial Applause has been Bestowed on Those who Uphold our Laws The Unsung Protectors, Knights of our Day Let my Pen dubb the Esteem, that should come Thy Way   In Service to a Society of shallow Ingrates Why do Thee assist even Damsels in Distress? It can't be Fame or Golden Wealth Thee Awaits Facing Villians, to Place them Under Arrest   May Thy Courage Serve Thee, in Goodly Stead May the Days find Thee Safe and Unharmed as Thou Halt Hardened Felons and make them Dread in the long Reach of the Law's Arm   (Offi-) Sir Beal, Sir Anthony, Sir Charles, Sir James Four Chivalrous Men, Who A Call-to-Arms, Raise To Protect and to Serve, is Why They Came 'Yon Valorous Knights of Modern Days   Yea, when Thee Patrol in Thy Siren-Clad Steed, 'Ere Thy receive abuse, instead of Praise There are those amongst, Who of Thy Perils take Heed... A hail to 'Yon Knights of Modern Days... Go in Honor, 'Yon Knights, On Your Way.                                                         (Painting by Clyde Caldwell)     " The  Iron  Maiden  "    'There She Goes ... The Iron Maiden Locked in Her Dungeon; tortured Soul.' ... so say  the eyes of curious men who dare to take, what may be stole   Hence... She holds to Defensive Armor The Iron Maiden wilt nay Confess not even to her own spiteful Mirror of Spires and Spikes and Self-Stocked Arrest   "They only want  to Break... What is Broken and Plunge Cold-Steel into Victim's Flesh They only want to take... A Conqueror's Token and Brand a Hopeful Heart; or a Heaving Breast...   with a Judas's kiss... so they can Tell their Comrades-in-Arms, of how She Fell or claim with Ease... 'they Campaigned Well' and Tore Her Chain-mail... As One would a Veil   Maybe a Tear-filled Moat... so they can Float ... or Gloat and Thrust Her miStake Deep with Shame to Stain Her Breeched Armored-Coat and Crumble down Her Tunneled Keep   But The Iron Maiden, is a Battle-Bride Warrior-Ready-Beauty and Brave She Be No Untried, Dewey-Eyed Conquest for Any Knave   ... or Craven Henchman, Who Dare Might Mock the Rack by which She now Fights Back and Pulls Thy Head on Chopping Blocks with Her own Hooded Executioner's Axe   Can Thee Nay See!... Thy Hangman's Noose and Hot Pokers and Nails and Whips And Pits and Pendulums and Screws... She Use ... art thou Lies, thy Lust, thy Leeches... thy Lips ?   For The Iron maiden, was Forged... by Thee Formed by Thy Traits of Face in Catacomb Cries, on Crawled-Cut Knees... Now Face The Iron Maiden's Embrace   There She Goes... The Iron Maiden "Locking Her Hunger... Tortured Soul" Trapped and Strapped; Waiting for When That 'One Word' will Free Her Dungeon Role