Whose Dog Do I walk Today

Whose Dog Do I walk Today?

How shall I be known when you come
amongst us. I was asked.

There was only one answer I could
give.

Not by name, though it be old and
proved.

Not by my appearance, though we all
look well as men.

Not by my words, though they be
few, carefully chosen and cautious.

Nor even by my deeds, though they
be righteous.

But by the manner of all of
these.

And, going amongst the very few,
not the chosen but the born, I was accepted and I was known by all.

Now time was as nothing to me, nor
distance, nor pain, nor pleasure. Grief, ecstasy, all were as one.

Now I can choose whose dog I will
walk today.

Anonymous
article taken from the Dark Lily Journal No 10, Society of Dark Lily (London
1990).