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With careful folded hands a Knight

Is kneeling before the Maid

Calm eyes cast down on a cushion

His heart is not afraid

Awaiting the elders’ ritual

Old as the world behind the veil

He summons spiritual magic

Equal to the Holy Grail

All his thoughts are gone

Silently stands the audience in awe

When she slowly raises the sword

Quietly proceeding with the law

As his shoulder feels the blade

Barely touching the silver chain

He listens to the ancient words

Which forever will remain

So shall this sacred moment stay

Engraved for all eternity:

Retained in our hearts and

Visible in this tapestry

ISIS & OSIRIS

27.08.2015

Edmund Blair Leighton - The Accolade