Sword in the Stone

What exists in me
I do not see in this World
And, so, I’ve been told
I act with reserve
Speak with flamboyance
This mask I wear
So deceiving
A miracle, of grand design
So They try
By their hands or mine
To show my face
But we fail everytime
This guise of mine
A sword kept in stone
Where is she
My once and future king
To pull me, to rule me
And build a golden castle
Upon this foundation I have laid