Title: Gules, Or & Sable
Fandom: Society for Creative Anachronism
Rating: G
Length: 175
Content notes: N/A
Author notes: Thanks go to Alfred of Carlyle for the inspiration.
Summary: A somewhat metaphysical view of Crown Tournement




Gules, Or & Sable

Summon up ardor, summon up hope
Summon skill to thy bidding, strength to evoke
Still in the center, thy will will command
Gules, or and sable, in quest for the Land.

Red is the heart's blood, burning or chill
Red is desire, stern hope to fullfill
Red are the roses in fee thou wouldst pay
Distant dreams shielding, intention unyielding,
Red right hand wielding in battle this day.

Gold is the mettle fierce tempered to steel
Gold is the wellspring, bright reason made real
Golden the token, the pall and the sky
Given strength spending, high purpose unbending
Gold left defending, to live or to die.

Black is the binding twixt weapon and word
Black is the silence that shouts to be heard
Black ink to iron, an armor of air
Piercing precision, aspire to vision
Black edge decision, to strike or to spare.

Summon up ardor, summon up hope
Summon skill to thy bidding, strength to evoke
Still in the center, thy will will command
Gules, or and sable, in quest for the Land.