Had I been borne on autumn wind, I would have come no faster. As one who has too often sinned Will stand before her master, So came I, too, to sunset glow. The sun-and-hill collision Pulled me beneath its undertow. The burnt and golden vision Seemed overwrought for such as
Cute red pumps incongruously catching the foggy moonlight, she walked haltingly on the gravel road. She paused, bent over, and slipped the shoes off, supposing that to walk barefoot would at least be easier than walking in three-inch heels. Nevertheless, hers was an inapropos elegance on the dismal road. Had
So you're afraid. Well, so am I. In different ways, In different eyes. Afraid of me? Don't be, I pray you. I promised once To ne'er betray you. I fear but one: That is my Love. I am redeemed, And that's enough.
Yeah, I'll be here, Take or leave me. You never do seem To believe me. But life's not lived In twists and turns. I'm here to soothe The blistered burns Of past mistakes And old regrets. My love supply Won't empty yet.
Who says my heart is heavy? Who dares to weigh it low? My God has broken fetters, And see: I'm free to go. Who knows what lies ahead? Light spirits, heavy hearts? Sorrow, yet with no regret! As of today, it starts. As the soul so longs to