Merlin's Lament

Merlin’s Lament

by Todd Dias

The Sword lies beneath the altar,

but it is not mine to wield.

I guard it for the one

who is to come.

The future is mine to see,

but still I am filled with

uncertainty.

Can I really teach

what I have been taught?

The fear of childhood,

the ostracism of adolescence,

the pressure of adulthood,

all weigh upon me as I wait

Looking into my pool of water,

I see him and his glory.

My god tells me to be patient,

but my calling makes me anxious,

and I would to be ready for it today