Should I follow my heart to the ends of the Earth,
Would I find, in time, what a life of truth is worth?
Embracing
emptiness,
Embracing loneliness,
Forsaking the fortress in a quest for the Holy Grail.
In shadows deep I fold my
wings,
And let my dreams decide my fate,
For all things come to those who wait,
Who wait in wings,
Who wait in faith,
Who
let their dreams decide their fate,
Never fearing the departure of light,
Ever journeying on through the night,
Ever
nearer,
Ever dearer,
The sacred mysteries.
So weary, so weary,
Then I find myself lost inside a maze,
And I ask, "Is
this where I'll end my days?"
Just then the heavens open. . . .
Straight rains upon my way,
A thousand secrets glow
Like
candles in the glistening snow
They guide me on to higher ground,
I spread my wings upon the sound
Of children's laughter; lifts
my spirits
Beyond the realm of restless wraiths,
Of hungry ghosts, who test my faith,
Who paint their tinselled tombs,
By day
and night with gilded gloom.
Sweet Mercy takes my hand, and
Leads me to the promised land, where
Sweet Fortune fills my cup
to overflowing.
Skies of violet,
Eyes of love reflecting firelight.
I seize the day.
I seize the stars, the moon, the
velvet night.
A moment lost, I now have found
In time with thee,
In rhyme with thee.