12/01/2011

turn around did I dare and there

before me found a light

brighter than one I’d ever known true

gleaming there from her eyes.
Was this humour?

was this love here laughing at me

or I dare hope

I’m staring at returned penance from your soul!

dare I think or dare I pray?

dare I move or leave it today

and then by faith it will be here tomorrow?
Dare I be happy?
dare I leave sorrow when

it’s the one thing that will reign true?

Doubting this love is a reflection of my own

and to thee giving my own hearts que to wilt and suddenly there while still staring,

die.