The Distant Song
Perhaps you heard a distant song
That mortals cannot sing;
Perhaps it made your heartbeat long
For such a pretty thing.
Perhaps you saw beyond your eyes
What dirt and clay can’t form;
Perhaps you know what beauty lies
Beyond the mortal storm.
Why then, pursue it, as you must,
One cannot let it go;
But gold is not akin to rust,
We can but little know.
And, O, what cost to know in trace
What is from mortals fenced!
The treasure stored in Heaven’s place,
One cannot loan against.
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