What I feel at the end of the day sometimes is joy and sometimes is pain
I can’t let another determine what it will be but in each moment seek to gain
Honor and strength and solidarity
With myself, the me, that only me.
The one who wears lots of hats and has hand many chains
Who has lived in the wilderness and in the domain
Of good and evil both around
Choosing one for a crown.
Crown of thorns never fit me, the ring of golden halo the same
One too pure for a heart such as mine, the other covered the shame.
The shame of love stolen away
The sin of lusting in this way.
I love him, sight unseen, voice unheard and soul unrestrained
With every though and beat of my heart untamed.
Untamed and free to fly
Soul to soul lullaby.
Sleep in rest, sleep in death no matter both have to refrain
For we will not separate soul or spirit on any plane
For we will be one for time
Eternal and completely divine.