I walked beside the pond today
In deepest thought and unaware
Of things abounding beauty rare,
Until I heard the sad loon say
As if to call her lover lost,
Amid death's pain and wretched cost,
"Gone with no light, to darkest night!
Forever apart? O breaking heart,
I beg of you, let me die too!"
This lonesome sad, uncertain wail
Awoke me from a walking bliss,
Reminding of the things we miss,
Did of itself, my heart impale!
To walk one's way with sightless eyes
Will cause the busy to despise
Staples we need our spirits feed!
"O Love so fair, teach me to dare
To follow You, touch my heart, too!"
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