|joseph b walsh (pyrrhicvictory) wrote in doors,|
@ 2014-01-08 23:05:00
|I set forth in a new valley many mornings ago. Gone is my King, my Queen and my honor. Where once I saw three pillars divided, now I recognise a Trinity as true as the Lord God. To disobey one is to disobey All --|
and I have obeyed so little. Like the warrior whose waking dreams I walk as a shadow, I am debauched. New faces pass me and I see no kindness.
I am lost in this new wood. Lady of the Lake, guide me once more. Lord above, I pray to you above all. Even Gods we have forsaken in turning to the Bride of Christ - light a way, light a way, I beg of thee. My blood remembers your ways, now help me find my own.
Those little folk that hear my prayers, doubt not your place to answer them.
A lost man.