Wednesday, February 23, 2005
~ The Sorrow Of Love ~
from the musical of Eternity
I'll tell you when I see
My Love has come to be...
All my strife, sorrowful breath
I'll take these words to my death...
Never may come and lies may try
But I'll not be here, though all draw nigh...
The voices of all ages will settle;
This storm will roar and fade...
For I'll no longer be near to meddle
With this life's sweet serenade...
How shall I henceforth take action?
Will I continue toward the rest?
Has this passing hour truly
Been the reasonable temptress?
I have the longing to go on in this maze;
No Hand of Hell can divert my way...
Only the hand of my ill-fated Friend
Could ever draw me to sway...
But when Love will be,
Will I then in earnest beseem
That which I dream should be me?
My question lies in the simplest action;
How action falls in fear!
The terror with which this
Love hath stricken
Will find me out with one passionate tear...~world of my own~
21:45; unforgotten.Y