In fields of gold, where bravest knights do dwell,
A sword of honor, a symbol of great spell,
Its blade a shimmering light, a beacon to tell,
Of courage and loyalty, a tale to dwell.
The hilt of oak, a sturdy grip to hold,
A weapon of strength, a story to be told,
With each swing, a legacy to unfold,
A tale of valor, a legend to behold.
The sheath of leather, a shield of might,
Protects the blade, a guard of right,
A shining star, a light in the night,
A beacon of hope, a symbol of light.
The sword of honor, a prize to win,
A badge of courage, a heart to kin,
A symbol of strength, a spirit to begin,
A tale of heroes, a legend to spin.
When the terms sucah as 'sword, disciple, the Lord', added to the AIPG then the following results emerges:
In days of old, when heroes bold
Did deeds of strength, and honor told
The tale of one, a disciple true
Whose heart was pure, and spirit new
He wielded sword, a weapon grand
A symbol of power, in his land
His Lord, a guiding light, so bright
Taught him the ways, to fight and right
The disciple, a seeker of truth
Followed Lord, with unyielding youth
Together they journeyed, far and wide
Their bond grew strong, a brother's pride
Through trials and tests, they stood as one
Their bond unbreakable, under the sun
For the disciple, his Lord was all
His guide, his mentor, his heart's call
The sword, a weapon of might
Was wielded true, in the disciple's sight
A symbol of courage, in the face of strife
A beacon of hope, in the darkest life
So let the tale, of the disciple and Lord
Be told, in songs and stories, forevermore
For their bond, a bond of love and trust
Shall stand the test, of time and rust.
