The Angel Of Mercy (Searching For Her)

Oh' Angel of Mercy, your are somewhere different than I,
and as I sleep, you carry on....you fly.
Just out of the reach, of the sun’s rays,
I get a little closer, and you fly away.

Your feelings and mine, are all so lonely,
vanquished to this place, I remain here melancholy,
waiting for you, in this quasi-night,
I feel I am safe, in the twilight.

I rest in this space, unwarmed by the sun,
no longer to wait, for I am just one.
I will try to find you, and leave the stillness behind,
living without you, is driving me out of my mind.

In the land of the sun, where can you be?
I continue to yell, can you hear me?
I come to a fork, in this preverbal road,
to what evil is this suffering owed?

Two directions to chose, which way should I turn,
no matter what which path I take, I always seem to burn.
I close my eyes, and listen to your thoughts,
they contain the sorrow, which my misery has wrought.

I don’t know how I got here, what force brought me to you,
I wish they would speak up, to give thanks where they’re due,
but I see that you are crying, in a place without joy.
What manner of beast, could harm my joy?

Oh' Angel of mercy, what did this to you?
I despise such evil, as the evil in you.
For when you are crying, your tears are like wine
I will shape your day, and make everything fine.