As I beheld the last breath of a dying flower,
The sweetest honey was it's scent
That led my dreams into a living land and
Fed my wandering ways till I found you
In my heart's eyes.
You were crying alone in the darkness and your golden hair covered your sunken shoulders and shone against the green velvet of your gown.
I stood beside you for fear I would loose your presence from under what little light there was.
And the past gave way to your future as you spoke of a hope you had reaped
from the deep waters you had pulled yourself out of.
And you spoke of the home you made
To give the world your songs
And from man's misuse you sought to keep your words pure.
And you gave me a song in the night
As you wished me to understand your fight.
And I felt it all too sad for me to leave you thus
Yet with a smile you saw me depart.
And I awoke to find the ocean had kissed my face and it's salts had breathed upon my lips.
And so I remember you and understand words are precious and are of dreams.
