The first of questions enters into soul
Yet confidence breads hope and brakes the doubt
An empty chasm, cannot yet be full
Unsure what truth this day has brought about

The power of beauty’s smile can cloud the mind
Impress a mix of strong conflicting thoughts
Like murky pond, it only clears with time
Allowing view of precious gifts I’ve sought

Its hard to know exactly how we’ll move
I want what yet does not to me belong
To give myself to open hearts true love
The chance of pain that’s sure if I am wrong

The worth is there to risk my very life
To find if she would chance to share my strife
(alt: To find if she would chance to be my wife)


J. Abram Barneck.
Copyright © 2003 by Rhyous, Inc.  All rights reserved.
Revised: 13 Nov 2003 15:01:22 -0700.

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