There is a melded kingdom
hidden in man's muddled soul.
The King oversees the union
in customary steadfast silence;
by his side, the Warrior
is poised, calculated, and calm.
Wandering hither and thither,
the Lover is what is near and dear;
while the Wild Man gives his
cares and sorrows to all things.
Bobbing along, and alive in song,
the Trickster is by the wayside,
laughing with the daffodils...
And the Magician is in the throes
of an ecstasy most revealing.
At the coveted "end of the road",
the Grief Man sheds but one tear
in honor of the completed Character.
When such a kingdom is whole,
so, too, is the subject's soul.
©2008 RA
6.22.2008
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