Friday, October 10, 2008

Feet of clay

I followed the path you laid at my feet
I willed the eyes to see, the heart to beat
I did my duty one thousand fold
Lived one hundred lifetimes old
I know what it is I have to do
It is the why I never knew
Silent whispers in the dark
Of a greater whole, just one small part
One day when it is done
When the final days have just begun
I will look up to see you standing there
As you did when you first appeared
And I shall take my leave and go
Into the mists of long ago
Until that day I meet my love
Between this world and the one above
Stolen kisses ever sweet
Give wings to these tired, aching feet

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