She rides in her dreams
A gallant white horse
The snow it falls upon her
And melts in her remorse
Not the pattern of Nature
But the dreams of her mind
Love now lost in distant miles
Again she will find
She rides to her castle
And steps from her mount
The Lady in White
Acclaiming this account
A gentleman caller
Holds out his hand
Asking her to follow
His masterly command
His words they are so empty
She does not hear a sound
Her bed he will share tonight
Where silent loneliness is found
She asks him to hold her
While she prays for quiet rest
But he leaves before the dawning
Now his shadow her only guest
He walks away so quietly
Not knowing what she feels
Pain is the price that she must pay
For the time the gentleman steals
She knows that she is foolish
Sir Galahad doesn't ride anymore
The Lady mounts her white horse again
As the gentleman he walks out her door.
Yes, she knows that she is foolish...
~Beannaichte'
30 December, 2011
A.O'.C.
~A Special `Thank You', to Annie Kazina annie@anniekazina.com, for your 7day on-line e-course, and the additional materials and support, offered for the Healing Journey. I wish you continued success in the New Year! ~Again, I thank you! ~Happy New Year! ~Beannaichte'
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