Mysteries 3

But a stage before that

“How am I to put the question that I’m asking you to answer?”

Graves

They say the road to Rome is much bother, so let’s go.

Follow King Arthur off the road, beat thru the trees, enter

The spirit-breeze, life’s unknown journey, shamans, to be,

G. And everyone is a psychopomp, leading you

Away from me. Are we us, or, dead as Merlin and

Le Fay’s souls swept into once and future romance,

Lezzos to be. Would you like to see excalibur,

Pulled from my belief, fly into battle frenzy?

– but it terrifies thee. And if I dress as nice as could be,

Play games with your jealousy. Finally, seeking the

Holy grail, in desperation, I knock at your door

– and you trick me. Life inside our faerie tale, change

Into something else, we could trick death himself.

Off the path, Avalon is an open-ended adventure

Suckle your breast, G. What do you want me to call you?