Inside the statued gardens where tears fall
The final words before eternal flame
That stand alone to face the grief and shame
Nowhere to hide the soul must bare its all.
All wrongs in deed and word, both large and small
Lie naked in the darkness at time’s end;
No silken cloth can hide as fears defend
Yet here, this place, is where I hear her call.
When in my shame she gives me ways of hope
The chance to see there is a better way
Inside darkness there is a brighter scope
I place my soul to her silvery ray.
And now I know she is there, by my side
For it is her destiny I must ride.
Jem Farmer 6 April 2011
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