Disguised in peasant robes you are
slowly awakening to your magical inheritance
Excalibur’s hilt flickers in the sunlight
rest of the sword sheathed upon your back
where are you going brave wizard?
you go where I can’t follow
watching your reflection through the water
my realm is for the battle weary warrior
who finishes the hero’s quest
my curse is to keep your secrets, Merlin
you will hear me whispering your name on the wind
so you do not forget your promise
to return Home even if it takes you eons.