Other Side of the Riverbed

On the silent riverbed, she stood Where the softer wind had blown Against the ground, she glistered star's light And eclipsed nature's splendor grown Yet beauty tempted not my interest Though her allure gleams upon thrones But a sorrowful sound out her breath Revealed a sorrow unknown With the edge of elegy, she sung A celestial kiss of tone Heard angelic gentle melodies And had my bleeding heart sewn A mortal, mortally mesmerized My reality away thrown In fanciful fret, fraud my own heart To lust for a heart of stone Was she a more perfect life than He So to have been disowned? Belle of heaven, curse my tenderness But let me join in atone In that frigid callousness of night Her divine shine has shown That the saddest thing for an angel Is for her to shine alone