i found myself in a moment of weakness.
it was in the blithe light that radiates from a girl's love and life.
it is in her clumsy manner and unsure ways.
where she is all-thumbs and steps out of her gait.
underneath it all, she breathes me new life.
wishing upon a star above that's merely a satellite
she sheds a light of God and assurance of faith.
some have warned of where this destination goes.
i am being led on a walk through a garden by an invisible hand.
where we walk is downward far into the ground.
the cold earth permeates and solidifies in me a mood that i've never known.
my bellwether leaves me and whispers behind my ears
"ahead of you lies a bridge, that you must cross alone"
i know what has come before me now.
to walk through a gauntlet of faults, love, hate, and lies.
only haunting awaits those in this garden.
...no prayer can save me now.
walking through a meadow darkly, to where i want to be.
to take my demons and set them free.
yet where i can call them back to me
whenever i am in their need.
oh, how we all fail to recognize the unspoken mystery.
daily, we have too much before our eyes to clearly see at all.
yet in the dark we all know exactly where we want to go.
i've been welcomed to walk among the graves and through the thorns.
"cross my heart and hope to die" ...this life support will keep me alive.
i placed a mark on you, that only i can see.
let it become a token for you to enter a new avenue.
this is where you can take residence and rest for a while.
but it won't be long now before you're gone.
i pray for you to have the strength to walk through the garden alone.
i'll listen for the strings and then come running down to you.
jealous for her name and to keep it my own.
i love her body, and others should never touch.
i've come to take my lover's body and bury her in a secret place.
the townsfolk will call this her remembrance day.
on the anniversaries i will retrace my way.
and from this hill i will call out her name.
when both our lives are through, i'll come again to look for you.
hold on to your mark, and call your signal out to me.
i'll find you hiding and peeking behind the trees.
that red apple smile and those volcano eyes.
clumsy lovers have a secret life.
this is where the strings come in.