PARADOX
My love I cannot save you.
Dead men grind naked at the wind of the North
And I cannot save you
I cannot share your pain
Wreck of cruel Sea grinds upon the rocks
And I cannot save you.
But how can I live, live without you , when I cannot even share your pain
Oh sweet, sweet! I sink into memory; sweet refrain of past
The eyes that speak, the arms that hold, the sparkle of joy
Cast now upon the jutting, jagged rocks of reality.
The light of love that speaks for all who dream
Cast now upon the mistral; hot and high above the tumult of the wild land
A world of beauty tossed in dung; A Paradise just rarely rung
Then flung upon the bed of hope
To dampen it at birth
The blindness, wildness, rotten Soul and greedy goblins plaything goal for man
My love, I cannot save you; Despair upon the land
Brown clots of clay wring wild the wheezing gasp of air, despair upon the land
And yet, some strands, some substance from nought at all
Within me I can hear you call, my love
Be still, for they have had their day
Be still, for I can come your way, on gossamer threads of hope we play, the call of love and life
Exult my love, for I can save you.