“Before this last time that I leave
take I beg of you this key.
For it alone can free my heart
which I have kept quite set apart
within a stronghold so secure
might and force cannot procure.
Take and hold it here for me
until someone who is worthy
should venture in to claim its prize
releasing then this heart of mine.”
With that she placed that silver key
into the hand of Him unseen.
Close your eyes
and shed a tear
faith has fallen
out of reach.
How have I
ended up here?
in the breach.
If I could learn the words to say
I wouldn’t waste another day
I would haste to find the way
to mend this broken heart
But still I don’t know what it takes
Hopeless in this endless maze
The map is torn that leads the way
just like this shattered heart.
Between the lines there is a space
where all the words I could not say
reside and there an answer lays
that heals a troubled heart
Remember this moment
when once set upon
for the curse that will follow
kills the blessings that come
from all stolen pleasures-
by which kings are undone
and the pain leaves you hollow
from the deed that you’ve done.