Lost in the day For the night’s Chief bound captive Wandering soul In the morrow of doom Love of the flame Inscribed in a name Heaven with mercy Had given this fame
Wonderful feeling Send strolling the air Hide not in secret To this, where I came In colorful ribbons To wrap all my gains To touch all that drops In winter gold rains
Love then, I shall This wandering soul Whose body is free And can never be owned By what right I should Though eager I would Passing in time Forgotten in rhyme
Foregoing the consequence Ne’re regretting the care Neither remaining In silver chain’s swell That which was lost For whatever the cost To fallow a lead And carry this deed
To wandering souls To mortal time’s fare Just for a share In want and in bear Give me one moment Or give me but none For this be the soul I’ll offer the sun
Return to the clock Whose hands I would lock Are then to shock And fate there to rock In solid solitude I dare not arrest This impossible quest That I must possess
A toast to thy presence Without all pretense Inverting the past tense In measures immense Thee be that wandering soul That maketh me whole Direct thee but one role And safe in my lap A bird that is free Of the gilded restraint
For to covet a soul Which I can not deny Nor pardon for faults I am not to blame If I love a being That God hath create No matter what package He be present Is to love the morning sun That quench this request…..
To this wandering soul I lay at his feet Submitting my past My present and all The I rest my case And let my life fall On the lap of this one man, This wandering soul……….