"Channelled" poem; what is its meaning?

[jsam]

This poem flowed into my consciousness almost complete, in the mid-1970's. I have seldom been able to write poetry.

What does it mean to you? Any non-verbal feelings?

The Quest


The saddle-weary knight surveyed the battle-littered ground.
Through grief-stained eyes and aching heart, defeat was all he found.
Spring flowers, crushed by armored feet, lay broken in the mud
where bodies, wet by crying rain had given up their blood.

A twisting trail of broken dreams had led him to this crest
where high-flung hopes and noble aims were finally laid to rest.
Ideals of Love and chivalry lay stained about his feet
the goal of higher, godlike man had fallen in defeat
beneath the swords of greed and hate, betrayed by Ego's pride
and Eden's gate still bolted stood, the Kingdom locked inside.

His youth was running down his face, at race with rain and tears;
his spirit sagged beneath the weight of fifty heavy years.
He let his tired horse go free, relieved of armor's weight
and climbed the hill where he could see the castle, and its fate.

There lay his boyhood vision, a blackened, lifeless shell-
his golden dream of Camelot laid waste by flames from Hell.
At last he found the King he'd sought- cut down without a fight.
He'd died a frightened old man's death, unlike a valiant knight.

The clouds of disillusionment swept in about his brain,
he screamed in anguished anger against the mindless rain
and tore away the sacred cross embroidered on his vest,
then trampled it into the mud that smothered out his quest.

From deep inside, he vomited all feelings, rage, and strife,
surrendered to the dark Unknown his name, his god, his life.

Then, as the sun broke through the mists and touched his sleeping face,
he wakened to a magic world of love, and peace, and grace.
He looked across the battlefield that still held death and hate,
but saw it now through wider eyes that opened Eden's gate!
And in his weeping, soaring, joy we'll leave him and his tale;
by giving up all he held dear, he finally found the Grail.

PS; this poem is now copyrighted for use in a book. I hope no one reproduces it without my permission. Jsam

[bellemeadows]

This is a georgous poem. It is about enlightenment, pure and simple. One of the distractions to enlightenment is being a 'good' or 'bad' person -- most particularly the concepts around being a 'good' person; living a life that makes a difference to the world. The truth is, the only thing the dream world needs from us is that we wake up, and know the truth.

This poem is about getting the other stuff out of the way, and knowing the truth.

The grail is your true self, in right relationship to all that is.

This is beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing. Blessings from Belle,

[jsam]

BELLE is right on!

Namaste....Jsam

[wolfgang]

It's about what the holy grail and how fighting for it makes it impossible to find. Where the holy grail is being in God's grace.

It reminded me of this little lyric I wrote:

I’d like to be a monk in some far away castle
Free from all hassle
I’d ring the bells out loud

Although my armies are in battle
What they fight is so futile
All this is ending soon

Then I’d be free to expand my sanctuary
No longer to be wary
I’m coming home

[supertom]

what book are you writing??