by the King" by
William Kite from Glenwood, Iowa Just
outside the door It
read, "I need your help, old friend "Please
hasten ye onto me He
donned the first thing he could find He
was lead to the King's own chamber "I
have come to help you, my good King "I
have been pondering the meaning," said the King "Of
those within my Kingdom "He
told me if ever there came a time The
old Knight took a chair "Ask
of me what you will, my King "What
is it that you seek to know The
King was clearly shaken "I
have been thinking of Mother "We
are told to believe in the afterlife "I
watched my Father's funeral fire In
less than a heartbeat "The
afterlife is a thing the living cannot see "Tonight
when you summoned me "The
after life is far beyond "The
afterlife is not of the body "When
your Mother cries at night "His
spirit touches her "The
afterlife is real, my good King "Now,
my good King, if I may Humbled
by the ease with which "Yes,
my wise old friend "You
have served this Kingdom well "Whatever
you might want As
the old Knight stood to go
Awakened from a sound sleep
By the pounding at his door
He leaped from his warm bed
His feet moved swiftly across the floor
Standing in the pouring rain
A messenger with scroll in hand
A summons from the King
But you can leave your sword at home
For what I need from you this time
Is not a matter of blood, or bone"
You may leave your armor behind
For what I need of you, old Knight
Is a matter of the mind"
Then dashed out to the royal coach
In less it seemed than a heart beat
They were crossing the castle moat
In the castle tower high in the sky
The King set at a table there
A strange look in his eye
At least I vow to try
Ask of me anything you will
For you know, for you I would die"
"Of the most perplexing thing
But try as I have I cannot find
The answer within my brain"
You are the wisest of them all
You served my Father's court
When I was but a boy so small"
When the answers I had not found
I need only summons you to help me
So come in, and enlighten me, come sit yourself down"
His weary body sit bowed, and bent
To the words of the King
His ears he gladly lent
I shall answer if I can
For I serve you now, as I served your Father
When he was King of this great land"
That keeps you up so late at night
What thought is it that has besieged you
If ask you that I might"
His hands had turned a pale white
It was hard for him to speak of it
For it had filled his heart with fright
And of how each night before she sleeps, she cries
Over the death of my dear Father
And I wonder, what happens when one dies"
Yet no one from death has returned
How can there be any life at all
Once the body has been burned"
The flames lit up the sky
I know I shall not look upon him again
So is the after life a lie?"
These words came from the old Knight
"What makes you think, my good King
That the afterlife has anything to do with sight"
Yet sometimes in my mind, I hear long gone voices call to me
I feel the presence of those long departed now
They speak to me, and touch me still, though I understand not how"
I heard your Father's words
"Go to him, he needs you", he said
"And within me so many memories stirred"
The realm of mortal men
Yet it exists within the same plan of time
That we are living in"
For from that the dead are free
It is of the spirit
They are still here with you, and me"
She is calling out for what has been
Your Father hears, and comes to her
At that point her crying ends"
She then knows that all is right
She can slip off into slumber
And sleep another night"
All that happens when one dies
Is the spirit is freed of the burden of body
The afterlife is no lie"
Of you I shall take my leave
I myself have spirits to talk with
Yet upon this eve"
The old Knight had answered him
The King knew in truth
The knight was indeed, the wisest of all men
You may be on our way
I owe now a debt though
That I do not know how to repay"
Your deeds in battle, have many times saved your king
And now on this dark, and rainy night
You have saved my befuddled brain"
Just ask, and yours it shall be
For there is no price too high to pay
For what you have given me"
He uttered this last line
"Just rule this Kingdom well
For it did once, and does now
Belong to a dear friend of mine"
"Summoned by the King"
William Kite from Glenwood, Iowa
outside the door
read, "I need your help, old friend
hasten ye onto me
donned the first thing he could find
was lead to the King's own chamber
have come to help you, my good King
have been pondering the meaning," said the King
those within my Kingdom
told me if ever there came a time
old Knight took a chair
of me what you will, my King
is it that you seek to know
King was clearly shaken
have been thinking of Mother
are told to believe in the afterlife
watched my Father's funeral fire
less than a heartbeat
afterlife is a thing the living cannot see
when you summoned me
after life is far beyond
afterlife is not of the body
your Mother cries at night
spirit touches her
afterlife is real, my good King
my good King, if I may
by the ease with which
my wise old friend
have served this Kingdom well
you might want
the old Knight stood to go