Tears of Solace

Gravel paths line the way, to my abode of the fey. Rough surface, heavy footsteps, stones of grey. With weary spirit, I scale them day-after-day. How I pray my blisters bloom! One fine day in Love's high-noon. But between you and me, Always just out of reach, 'twill be. Yet, in the corner of this pale yard, Situated in a small, bleak pond. I look inside, and what do I see? Droplets of solace, there for me. Melancholy home, thoughts wandering Roam, by me only known...Vistas they bring. Upon lilies growing there deep in; Tears flowing, free from sin. A lonely spot, in day or night, Keeping my soul still barely alight.