The Misty Isle Of Avalon Poem by Mary Champion

Through the misty Isle of Avalon
He's coming home again
To take away the fear and doubt
And heal this lonely pain.
He's coming with the secret
Of the only chance we've got.
Through the misty Isle of Avalon,
Back home to Camelot.

The circle has been broken,
But the wounds are healing now,
As brothers join together
Drawn by their sacred vow.
The magic and the wisdom
Will guide them to the spot
Where the misty Isle of Avalon
Makes way for Camelot.

The Land is all laid waste again.
The unity destroyed.
Uncertainly, unwillingly,
We tremble at the void.
But death cannot defeat him
Though a cross once marked the spot
Where the misty Isle of Avalon
Gave rise to Camelot.