I stood in the prow of the boat
Stoic and silent
Eyes downcast and closed
I could hear the bells ringing
Signaling the shore was close
I raised my head and opened my eyes
The dark shape of the mountain was so very near
The prow slid softly onto the sand
I alighted onto the land that would be my new home
I paid the ferryman one gold coin
The boat slid silently back out onto the water
It was warm and fragrant here
Quiet ,yet full of the sounds of the sea and the night
My senses were alive with new sensations
This would be a good place
A peaceful place
Where I could spend my time in unity with the One
I walked silently forward, smiling now
A serene smile, small but meaningful
I looked up the path and saw them all
My ancestors waited for me at the foot of the mountain
Waiting to take me home for the last time




This an an ode to Lady Elaine from the Arthurian Legends. The brave wife of Lancelot who suffered for loving him. She was put upon an island and cursed to stay ther all her days by Morgan Le Fay. All she was given was a magic mirror wherein she could look upon Camelot and see her Lancelot. Unfortunately she could also see his betrayal with Guinevere. In her distress she broke the mirror and took a boat down to see her beloved. As soon as she left the island the curse took hold and she died before she reached Camelot. Upon seeing her beauty in death, Lancelot was ashamed and disgusted with himself for what he had done to her. He left Camelot and went on a self appointed quest that took him away from Camelot and Guinevere. The quest for the Holy Grail. Some say he saw the Grail at the time of his death many years later in the Chapel at Camelot.