THE MENDICANT: Known Only By Touch

from GNOSIS - A Sorrower's Odyssey by PROPHETIC SCOURGE

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Waking from this sleep, my body washed through deep, ready and willing to satisfy my
Yearning to retake, what once I had forsaken in willing to set aside my
Strife

Half drowned and desperate, olive branch as cloth
Can't even touch the knee of Nausicaa
Her compassion derided, obliviate the Cloud
Completely and undecided that heaving Crown

Sailing Home to beat Chimeras preying on my Son,
Promise of solace, new journeys begun
Embracing Pain, no fearing Death in Silent Waves
Freed from my shame by Alcinous' Daughter

Compassion my absolution
Hear now:

Robe in tattered state, beggar in my façade
Loath to be seen and identified by
Suitors that would prey'n, my love Penelope
Willing to seize and to Mortify my Life

Widowed to Wars and now to Crown, as my fury abates
Why see the King that Drowned,
When all of the suitors are balking and dragging you under

Felt by Euryclia knelt down washing my feet never failed to recognize
My scars and me inside the beggar's face recognized behind this rap of cloth

Known only by touch she sent for my favourite hound, I am relieved at last

Athena's courage fills me, waiting till completion of
This Journey needed by my grief and loss

Taking this Bow I will prove to that rabble now, and to my Queen I live and I stand devout, by the Axe-Head's Feel, and my Arrow's Clasp , a King that lives and seeks to reclaim at last
I cast off the Robe of Fearing that I Feel upon the Sight,
Of this Queen of Royal bearing as I Reach towards what might
Just be solace from the Pain
In Dark Morals I feel the Power of the Knowledge
Of this Quest that I retain

Wakened from this sleep, through Gnosis cleansed in deep
And enduring acknowledgment of,
Metastasis, a mourning incomplete
The Odyssey of the survivor

Went forth successfully, to Ithaca
I learned to bend the knee to Nausicaa
Innocence in me a Power
My Insight level
Release the Feast Devoured
That Guilt bedeviled

Facing on the Sea what I fought fleeing from the Sun
Of Knowledge and Purity: a Journey begun
Across the waves to seek and search what awful graves
Where left in the wake of Tyrants' slaughter

Widowed to War and now to Crown, as my journey abates
Now see the King that Drowned,
And all of the Daimons that're balking and dragging me under

And in the silence they will rise
The Path of Apathy, a twisted road
Leading me back to what I despise
And these feelings of self-hatred that
Will come and will tear me asunder

On Dark nights of Fullest Moon,
Through the dark Windows of my chamber
The journey I resume,
Until naught's left but callousness,
The true mantle of Tyrants

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from GNOSIS - A Sorrower's Odyssey, released October 29, 2021

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