Friday, September 24, 2010



Pearls from the Sun
Diamonds from the Moon
Gold-dusted silks from
exotic worlds
Valued in danger, adventure
from there to here.
Fine old wood
mellowed with wisdom
tasting of Earth
silently regales with tales
old and pure.

Young Percival took knighthood seriously.  To protect and to serve King and country.
The old King sickening, perhaps dying, soul sickness they said.
Crops failed.  Floods and droughts, inopportune times.  The peasants too sickened,
died, lived in dreadful poverty and despair.
In a dream, the young knight was shown the Grail -- shiny jewels upon a golden cup
self-generating elixir of immortality.
On awakening, he took off in the direction of adventure.  He left the dying kingdom
to its own devices, in search of a promised land of magical curative power.  He was
not thinking of King or country, but of a delicious ecstatic pounding he knew to be
his own heart.

Where do you ride, fair Percival?
Off to find the dreamer's Grail?
Learn your song and tell your tale.
Become a son of Sky and Earth
and rain
to return with all you gain
some wondrous day.
Break the spell.
Release the kingdom's pain.

He learned the ways of seers, demons, subtle sorceries and charms.  Growing ever
stronger with healthy exercise and happy purpose, he made his way.  Trial by
treacherous trial, he ever more closely approaches his prize.
These trials are the key.  They test mettle while bestowing grace, confidence,
skill acquisition, glimmerings of wisdom.  The prize glitters, shines, glows
brilliantly in the distance to maintain focus, a clear point, fixed star to contemplate
through twisting, turning, misty mythic pathways.
Sometimes the brick is yellow.  Some paths are more intuitive, steps in the dark,
brambly forest.
Percival knows what a hero does.  A hero perseveres.  A hero scales the tower to free
the enchanted maiden, goes where others dare not because fear is a solid companion.
Daring, fighting, sometimes dazed, momentarily forgetting his cause, he perseveres.
He need but think to look to see his Grail shining, calling him forward.
Of course, he reaches the Grail, discovers the codes, incantations, disarms dragons,
ensorcels giants, generally blazes through to capture his dream.
Returning triumphant, he fixes the kingdom, drop-kicks the curse, cures the old King
of his soul malady, takes the throne to wisely guide into times of prosperity.
So the story goes.

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