Am I truly ensnared by Love’s design?
The answer remains hid from mine own heart,
Yet why doth such heavy sorrow align,
When he from whom I should ne'er depart,
Standeth here, close by my side?
Doth the flame for him anew ignite?
Perchance 'tis so, for joy doth bloom,
And my spirit findeth its ancient light,
When his countenance dispels the gloom,
And he appeareth once more to my sight.
Is Love’s sweet yoke upon me cast again?
But unto which soul doth my devotion flow?
Two precious hearts do now my will restrain,
And I, o'erwhelmed by a fearful woe,
Dread to choose where my faith shall remain.
To wound their grace is a burden I loathe,
Yet the hour cometh to sever the cord,
Between these two, I must pledge my troth;
What counsel can the Heavens afford,
To spare the bitter sting of grief from both?
Original Date: July 22, 2005
Year of the Rooster
Rewritten Date: March 6, 2026
Year of the Horse
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