The Color of Trust

Give me your trust said the Aes Sedai.
on my shoulders I support the sky.
Trust me to know and to do what is best,
And I will take care of the rest.

But trust is the color of a dark seed growing.
Trust is the color of a heart's blood flowing.
Trust is the color of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the color of death.


Give me your trust said the queen on her throne,
for I must bear the burden all alone.
Trust me to lead and to judge and to rule,
and no man will think you a fool.

But trust is the sound of the grave-dog's bark.
Trust is the sound of betrayal in the dark.
Trust is the sound of a soul's last breath.
Trust is the sound of death.


...the king on high...


..the lady and the lord...


...the love of your life...


Trust is the taste of death.


~A song. pages796-797, Chapter 44, Lord of Chaos, Book Six of The Wheel of Time~

Aiel...Dance of the Spears

Wash the spears-while the sun climbs high.
Wash the spears-while the sun falls low.
Wash the spears-Who fears to die?
Wash the spears-No one I know!

Wash the spears-while life holds true.
Wash the spears-until life ends.
Wash the spears...

Wash the spears-Life is a dream.
Wash the spears-All dreams must end.

Wash the spears-till shade is gone.
Wash the spears-till water turns dry.
Wash the spears-How long from home?
Wash the spears-Until I die!

Wash the spears-till the sun grows cold.
Wash the spears-till water runs free.
Wash the spears...

Wash the spears-while I breathe.
Wash the spears-my steel is bright.
Wash the spears...

~pages 970-973, Chapter 57, A Breaking in the Three-Fold Land, The Shadow Rising, Book Four of The Wheel of Time~