Dragonwing

Drummer, beat, and piper, blow
Harper, strike, and soldier, go
Free the flame and sear the grasses
Til the dawning Red Star passes.

Oh, Tongue, give sound to joy and sing
Of  hope and promise on dragonwing.

Holder, watch; Holder learn
Something new in every turn,
Oldest may be coldest, too.
Sense the right; find the true!

Oh, Tongue, give sound to joy and sing
Of hope and promise on dragonwing.

Anne McCaffrey