Chapter Three

Encountering The BIG Bull

He was riding his horse down the road when an old man came bursting out of a gate, rushing up to him. He had a sword in one hand and a bull whip in the other, and he was riding a big bull. He shook his weapons at him and yelled,

"Thief! Thief! You get off my horse you horrible man!" 

The prince looked at him aghast. 

"You dare speak to the prince like he was a common criminal? If you want your miserable horse just say so!" 

Flower burning, Midnight bright,

Moonlit ocean of the night.

Dragons sing and walk with you,

Remember nothing save the tune.

The phoenix rises before your eyes as the sun sets low in the sky.

The fire flashes and from the ashes the phoenix flow'r will fly.

Sing the song of a heart in flame.

Rise to honor the Holy Name.

Dragons dreaming of what is true

will one day wake to an ugly new.

The phoenix sails and will never fail on the ocean of the night.

Sparkling in the moonlight
And shaded by the trees
Silent as the stars
Glittering like the night.

Looking upon
The face of the moon
Its petals shining
And wind creeping through
The silver flower
Of the glowing midnight.