Disclaimer: The Wheel of Time is solely the creation of Robert Jordan. The first two verses are from his novels, the rest I hope is a decent continuation of a great work.
MIDEAN'S FORD
"Soft, the winds, like springtime's fingers.
Soft, the rains, like heaven's tears.
Soft, the years roll by in gladness,
Never hinting storms to come,
Never hinting whirlwinds' ravage,
Rain of steel and battle thunder,
War to tear the heart asunder."
"Back across the blood-red water,
Marching back with heads held high.
No surrender, arm or sword,
No surrender, heart or soul.
Honor be theirs, ever after,
Honor all the Age shall know."
Long, the bards have sung of battle
The pain and pride of war and loss.
Now flows a tale of tragic strife
Of villainous Aedomon and treachery
Of King Buiryn and a desperate plan.
Three days where the plains would thunder,
Three days for a night of fire and plunder.
Riders swift to bring the message
News of the Saferi storm
Brightly burns the fires of ruin
Brightly burn, Manetheren razed,
Brightly burn, with glowing flames.
To arms, Manetheren, for King and Country
To arms, Manetheren, for home and croft.
Tall they stood there, banners waving,
Black against the pale dawn's light.
At the river, one last stand,
At the river, one last fight.
Forward, to the charge with hope,
Forward, to the bitter end.
And so at last, the battle over
Mercy shown to a worthy foe.
Whose spirit unyielding, odds defied.
Whose spirit, Aedomon's heart did move.
At Midean's Ford, a battle fought,
At Midean's Ford, a battle lost.