We enter here, we enter there
The road ahead, it never cares
There’s a turn for you, a turn for me
A turn for all who care to see.
Like Perceval, le Chevalier Rouge
A precocious fool will question naught
Like the Fisher King and his Wasteful Land
We live in shame and place our steps again.
Comes the day we rule the night
A single color in our sight
Only to guess what we’ve become
A little too human at what we’ve done.
As Dylan asked is it a sin
To know and feel too much within
In Castles of Sand, we shed our skin
From child to man to child again.
A Nobel Heart is all we need
To ask a question, what ails you please?
Compassion rings, our kingdom comes
The earth and sky are joined as one.
So never wonder why we are
Or what purpose is our stay
For every thread is part of the cloth
As love will mend all broken hearts.
*Image- Pixabay- St. George and the Dragon
The poem, An Enlightened Rogue first appeared on this blog in September of 2015.In this version, words have been changed to give the poem a more concise structure and meaning... jc