Silver-blue-white,
A colour never seen,
Flashing hooves of ebony,
That set the grass to flame.
Blue eyes whose depth can change,
From shallow pools,
Through deep blue seas,
And flashing, pale blue stars.
A beard of white to show his lore,
And a spiral horn of silver and gold,
The essence of purity and innocence,
Will come only to the same.
Their power to defeat all poison,
To make clean all streams and pools,
To bring beauty and clarity to desolate lands,
And the same to desolate lives.