Something natural
Something true
yet invisible
That’s not you
You were made wonderful but from the dust
You grow weak and your body whither
Yet one thing never dies, it’s only part of you
It yearns for goodness
......
I met a woman with silver hair
And golden heart,
I talked to her out of
Impulse.
So fair a thing i had yet not seen:
Harmless, lovely, kind,
Pure,
As a newborn child.
And defenseless too.
......
Something natural
Something true
yet invisible
That’s not you
You were made wonderful but from the dust
You grow weak and your body whither
Yet one thing never dies, it’s only part of you
It yearns for goodness
......
I met a woman with silver hair
And golden heart,
I talked to her out of
Impulse.
So fair a thing i had yet not seen:
Harmless, lovely, kind,
Pure,
As a newborn child.
And defenseless too.
......