ONLY ONE
NAME
In the silvery mist of awakening
fields
As the glowing dawn splits the
sky,
We awaken to feel the unbearable
pain
Of the longing with the
Name:
Par-si-fal.
As the Darkness attempts still
to grip every heart
And its shrieks rush and pulse
through our skull,
Just recall to yourself how it
felt to partake
Of the Rose and the
Name:
Par-si-fal.
Do not say you are
sad,
Do not say you are
bad,
For it's you - you yourself
cannot see.
There is only One
Name
When the time comes to
weigh
one and all,
all in all:
Par-si-fal.
Every sword raised to
Him,
Every flower blooms for
Him,
Every voice will
proclaim:
Par-si-fal!
May
30, 1998
Copyright (c) 2006 Pearse & Wagner
design by Gregory Pearse
