Lies breathed through Silver - The Truest Myth

 The dragon that was slain

Myths that were feigned

Stories of these abound 

And orally get around 

‘Lies breathed through silver’ 

When one writes without pilver

Lewis to Tolkien said

Imagination of ones head

It’s not really true

You haven’t got a clue

C.S.Lewis to Tolkien said 

When, Tolkien fed …….

Lewis’s imagination

With the truest story told

Much better, more bold

Than those myths of old. 

Of a true knight in shining armour 

Who redeemed the world

As Tolkien spoke, 

The tale was unfurled 

Lewis thought of all the stories

He had been told

And the ones he had done

Children loved them, Oh such fun !

Rags to riches 

All those deaths

In defeating a Monster

In  those epic quests

Romantic Tragedies

Joyful Comedies

Victory snatched

Happily ever after s - matched

‘ No, ‘said Tolkien 

‘They are not lies’

It has survived 

As the truest myth ever told

This Knight still lives

Ancient of days is old

This is not a myth

It’s the truest story ever told

Lewis meditated on his bed

Of all that Tolkien had said

What he had told

In Lewis’s mind, it became solid Gold

Within less than a month 

C.S.Lewis had found 

In that age old story

A divine romance

Of a Knight who had

Conquered mankind’s sin

So at the end of time 

All can enter in !