City of Dreams

Tall spires glitter in the sun's light of gold,
Reflections of lives - free, bought and sold.
Shimmering futures linked to memories past,
Bitter struggles, and fulfillment at last.
Hope hangs thick in the Tar Valon air,
Like a blanket of dreams over the city so fair.
Ancient whispers echo softly around,
The truths of lifelong pathways found.
The Tower of White is tipped with drifting clouds,
Never revealing the secrets it shrouds.
Intricate beauty is all that's in sight,
A land that glows whether it's day or night.
Countless lives are tied to this city of dreams,
An endless sea of faces, or so it seems.
Tales of power inside those high Tower walls,
Strength to prevent all the world's falls.
The Shining Walls beckon to all who pass,
With strength unrivalled and beauty so vast.
The Tower's eternal strength, with its perfect scope,
Tar Valon will always be the world's glitter of hope.