The troubador and the lady

 Travelled as a troubador

 my first 300 years,

 my spirit being friendly,

 many lives... many tears.

 

 The Earth, she is my mother

 the Sky brings life to each

 we take it all for granted

 caught up in life and grief

 

 I've known you for my ever

 and I know it must go on

 until Time has burned around us

 the Earth and Sky are gone.

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hmm

 hmm i havent got to whom its implied but i have understud the troubadour feel i think so.

"the Sky brings life to each

 we take it all for granted

 caught up in life and grief"

these lines caught me up.

Regards,

Lavanya

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LOL

Richard....

Yes... So true...

As long as there is the sky and the earth troubadors will write about the lady and courtly love.

LOL... Very well put... insightful...

Respectfully,
Amartya

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