Lancelot’s Wound

Sir Lancelot by Arthur Rackham.
 On the field at Camlann,
Lancelot lays bleeding,
Though not a single sword
Scratched his plated armor.
 
“Tis the old wound, Sire,
It has never healed.”
 
“Because of your sin,
Sir Lancelot?”
 
“No, Sire,
Because I kept
Picking at it.”
 
10-26-20