True Love Do Wander
With love the option, it seems we
are forced to wander credulously
beyond the raven's stream of glee,
the wings of angels, ne'er to be!
Ah true love, wander with espree,
that God can test my empathy,
for ne'er have hope, but His to be!
true love do wander ~ aimlessly!
For then absconder takes the fee
and I no longer needlessly
will fit thy dander or decree,
nor wait assunder, above Thee!
Oh love do wander, this time free
Oh love, thee not my destiny,
with God the choice, still cannot see
this hurtful blunder, thee & me!
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