THE SWORD IN THE STONE

THE SWORD IN THE STONE

The legend does not tell

It might have been something much softer
turned to stone by the sword’s plunging

Nor does it tell how long it rested
rusted there

We are only told that life and story start with
its removal

We do not even know if the great dislodging
what parts there were of strength
grace and permission

Nor do we know if sword removed
it bleeds through rusty wound
and beats again

The legend does not tell