no harp no song and sigh
heart ready to die
no words to release
but it longs for this peace
but where to find a start
right here in this heart?
i wander in sight
but faith is not quite right
so frustration seeks to kill
when the heart feels no fill
lashing out in sorrow
that will last through tomorrow
but only for a time
will this saddened song be mine
for once the thought contends
the Healer will soon mend
and my harp and song
will say to sigh, so long