The picture is entitled, "To all things there is an end" by artist
Richard Yang of Elfwood Galleries. I asked and was given permission to present it here. Thanks Richard!
A Fallen Knight
A dying sun
glowing in a somber sky
bears witness to my agony
Fragmented thoughts
drift across my mind
tormenting me greatly
This gaping wound
deep within my chest
assures me of an unescapable fate
I am weak and exhausted
from battle
from loss of blood
from this exodus of my life force
Death watches
and confidently awaits
my reluctant surrender
I abhor this "ange de la mort"
only because it comes too soon
much too soon
This ordeal that I face
this journey of unknowing
this untimely departure
this slayer of earthly dreams
has filled my mouth with a taste
of gall-like bitterness
Foiled, are my plans!
Lost, is my beloved!
Unborn, are my children!
I lay here painfully aware
of my inability to reconcile
mistakes of yore
Aware of quests, aborted!
Unsaid goodbyes!
Passions, unsated!
Yet now, my time has come
I am fallen and weary
I will struggle no more
I will lament no more
My only prayer request
is ...that when buried
I be laid
my head toward the West!
Gwen this is a terrific poem, before I read your comment about facing west. I thought the knight was facing west because of the setting of the sun. peace
"Death watches
and confidently awaits
my reluctant surrender..."
Very well felt! Such a well written story of life... and death! Thank you for sharing!
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on August 9, 2003
"Foiled, are my plans!
Lost, is my beloved!
Unborn, are my children!" OUCH! Elegantly sad writing done with class. This is a masterpiece of painful words. I adore this.
Note: In ancient times, Kings, noblemen, etc. were often buried with their heads toward the west with the thought in mind that when they "arose/stood up/began" a new life, that they would be FACING EAST, viewing the dawning of a new day/life.
Note: I wrote the poem a few weeks ago, but after finding Richard's poem last week, I rewote the first three lines of my poem to agree with the picture.
The picture and the poem are so complementary, and so well done. Excellent.
Leland
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on August 9, 2003
Exquisite!! I am in awe Gwen..you are a master with the pen!!
Brilliant work!!
Vesna
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on August 9, 2003
Touches the heart and gut. Great write and beautiful painting. I admire the fact that you asked :-)
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on August 9, 2003
A knight's prayer at the end of his journey. Just to have his head headed West when placed to rest. How simple the request ... but what an untold story it tells. Very good Gwen. Bill Murray
I liked the story of this and the "other worldly" feel, and as a Knight in Tarnished Armour myself I felt for the guy.
best
Ian
~Jackie~
Reindeer
TRASL
~Joseph
and confidently awaits
my reluctant surrender..."
Very well felt! Such a well written story of life... and death! Thank you for sharing!
Lost, is my beloved!
Unborn, are my children!" OUCH! Elegantly sad writing done with class. This is a masterpiece of painful words. I adore this.
Thank you,
Emilie
Love Tinka
Note: I wrote the poem a few weeks ago, but after finding Richard's poem last week, I rewote the first three lines of my poem to agree with the picture.
Leland
Brilliant work!!
Vesna
Absolutely beautiful....
Trixie :)
Kudos!
tony:)