from the pain of many years
manifest as heavy chains in fleshly form
restrained the beast of sweet success
and clouded visage of thee most high
only you could prepare me for this path
it was you that made the changes start
thawing crystalline entrenched
the sacred muse that freed my heart
many hurried whispered gems
you told me they’d been never spoke
and we knew a touch so far beyond
the earthly senses of any man
words poetic pointing to a destined meet
a quote from that by name of masters of the art
afraid still to believe what I thought I knew
the sacred muse had freed my heart
and perhaps a passing infancy
that never will be truth upon this branch
too embroiled in the promises of our lives
still you opened mine eyes wide to angel’s love
a shame if just a stepping stone to greater being
even then you would have played the hero’s part
but as you wish my beloved lady of the lake
you scared muse that freed my heart