Through the darkness, I behold her
Beyond all work of sculptors stone
Unchanged by the words of a liar
Surpassing the Caesars of Rome,
Light she was, bright and clear
a vision amongst the desolate
Gliding through the ruins of fear
She came and was present
Her name can not yet be spoken
Her words remain unsaid
My heart may remain broken
For one without option to be dead
Observant of the way she told
So much of what was true,
No puffing up or humble fold
Just simple words, and honest cues
She spared me the familiar guile,
So easily achieved,
That made other men smile
And left me undeceived.
With passionate calm she lived
And laughed in the same way
Of cleverness she was not rid
Ready to sit or to play
Conscious of my mother’s word
The day always cherished
Yearning for the three stranded cord
The beggar never banished
Wait I am running
Wait I am coming
Wait at the sea
Wait for me
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