Searching For The Sangreal

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                                                 Searching For The Sangreal

 

Farewell, my lord, King Arthur,
this may be my last farewell,
I go on the quest you gave us,
I go searching for the Sangreal.

This task is great you gave us,
one so worthy of our name,
I’ve a token of my true love,
for I may never see her again.

Searching for the Sangreal,
our Lord’s Holy Grail.
Searching for the Sangreal
in my shining mail.

Sir Galahad you dubbed me,
all at your fair table round.
A dragon’s head I gave thee
that I slew on dark, burning ground.

Searching for the Sangreal,
our Lord’s Holy Grail.
Searching for the Sangreal
in my shining mail.

I stand before a tower,
it shines ruby, sapphire light,
and I walk across the drawbridge,
and kneel before tall angels bright.

Farewell, my lord, farewell, my lord,
this is my last farewell.
I achieved the quest you gave us,
I have seen the Sangreal.

( Searching For The Sangreal was published in the Summer 2013 issue of The Dawntreader, a quarterly poetry magazine, published by Indigo Dreams Publishing: http://www.indigodreams.co.uk   Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/indigodreamspublishing

 

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