I have known sorrow heavy as a stone And grief and pain in years when most alone, Bur One came down and harboured in my breast Allowing me deep comfort, peace and rest. He remains today, a silent welcome Guest And guide upon my path that I not fail In the mystic journey on which I have set sail. The gentle Lady with the knowing eyes Has also come from realms beyond the stars To tend my soul, and the slowly healing scars And send the clouds of darkness to their demise.
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