Strolling along, tis a lovely
lass I spy.
To be sure, to be sure, I
do not lie
By the golden mist, at the
end of the rainbow
Tis an angel I see, that presents
such a glow
The sparkle in her eyes, is
of an impish stare
Her body in all its glory,
is completely bare
The curves of silken flesh
trembles to be shy
But the heaves of her breath
is what catches my eye
Her hair of brown and her skin
so white
Nearly make me blind as I
behold this sight
Her gaze my way, seems to
reflect my face
Our search has ended in this
time and space
The line between our eyes cannot
be broken
The desire and wanting cannot
be spoken
The speaking of many, cannot
be verbose
In saying why these two should
be close
With no movement from either,
our bodies draw near
And tears in each eye express
our revere.
What tasks have we done to
deserve such favor
To make the gods smile with
such taste and flavor
A touch from each other appears
with such fear
For the glory of their fortune
is still unclear
Our actions not special, our
pasts are not clean
Could the gods set these two,
just to be mean
With fear and foreboding expressed
on their faces
A light from above shines
down on their places
The Goddess Aine*
speaks the color of blue
"Hear what I say and take
it as true.
My children, you know not your
worth
You have truth that's brought
from your birth
The lives that you blindly
live
Have no measure on what you
have to give
Your experience of past, only
serves to protect you
Your delight of wicked, and
sadness of blue
The paths you have crossed,
created your wise
Your innocence of children,
in you can surmise
Your wish in all things, to
be truly smart
Has no comparison to purity
of heart
Your outer ways serve only
as shell
Tis the truth of heart, that
has served you well
In you I see these answers
are true
I place my blessing on you
and you
So go into the world but do
not teach
Just show the others what
they must reach"
With this truth, told in this
holy place
I turn and behold your beautiful
face
A calm comes forth that we
are the one
To caress light and beauty,
as bright as the sun
Our bodies entangle with grace
and with joy
We've been blessed to live
life, like playing a toy
What used to seem, too hard
and too aloft
With you in my arms, the landing
is soft.
It is love we will make with
such lofty height
It will flow all around and
not just our sight
My heart will stay pure, for
only with thee
Can I say at last, we are
truly free. |