Chivalric

Bejewled with honor
He divines at last the sacred truth
To live
To be
Demands bravery
The mustering of strength
The command of courage

Like Percival and forgotten times
The same fifty or five-hundred years ago as tomorrow
To love and be loved
Battle scared clutching one's heart

At end of journey
Sunlit banners unfurled
In unseen glory did he strive
In un-witnessed grace did he serve
In unblemished virtue did he search

To his own self was he true
Free at last in his banished state