Farewell I thee my queen of sorrow,
with crown of purpose 'round and yonder.
Might time and angels bless heart thy narrow
and mine with love and joyful wonder.
We danced with light, with vows eternal,
nobody there but dreams unseen.
Someone was born, some joy ethereal,
until the death from four makes three.
Decisions made and hearts were trodden,
unstoppable like thunderstorm.
So gods and men alike are rotten?
How can one live except to love?
Who goes? Who stays? What to divide?
What demon broke this life apart?
I pray for souls to follow light.
And hearts for strength. Let love abide.