Praise
PRAISE
How cruel the cards and the Dealer
to fortune me this way…
to find the one so right for me
twenty years too late.
Her eyes they speak of hope and light,
more mysteries to unfold.
Her lips my secret paradise…
Could I ever be so bold?
The sky I do not chastise
For thunder and the rain
Perhaps there go you and I,
in a past time or come again.
Nor could I stop the wind
That shakes these study walls
And wolf-like howls that echo
Through cloud-covered halls.
Someday, perhaps, my wish fulfilled
I’ll dance with you in love.
That’s the day I’ll kiss the sky
and praise the stars above.
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