Silent melodies fill the air
And whisper to me from afar
Hushéd secrets wink and dance
Shining fair, they fill my dreams
Of fate, of chance- of destiny.
Love succumbed is grace defined
As gold may be of sunshine wrought
E'er prepared for grace come true
Without a thought will run in chase
Flying away carelessly
There it goes:
My love, astray.
Trust enslaved is hope gone blind
As faith, when burdened, becomes frail
Seeking light and joy until
Passion pales and yet doubt fades
And follows obediently
Here it is:
My trust, to stay.
Fear lies with hate and doubt entwined
Forever feeding on weary souls
'Til some brave hero stands to fight
And battles on with heart and mind
He beckons me urgently
It was lost:
My fear, that day
Heaven's lights, a treasured map
To those adventurous enough to seek
And yet perhaps, the courageous are
Merely servants, small and meek
Gazing upwards faithfully
To that single star:
It shall guide the way.