Hear not in my tunes,
The songs of foxes,
That men do sing,
In times to Woo.
For Know that I,
Shall bear my face,
A face that wears,
The gaze of honor.
Hear not in my rhymes
The rhymes misleading
That men do rhyme,
When gripped with passion.
But know that I
Shall bear my gait,
A gait directed
Even In times of woe.
Stand me not,
Against discernment
For so we do,
To minds subjected.
But know that I,
Shall bear my heart,
A heart of love,
To all of nature,
And dearest to you.
Comments