Hear me, oh my dearest loves, as I write this song to you,
But I also write it to everyone;
All the loves I've ever known, all the wishes in my heart,
And to my Best of Friends, and my Shining Sun.
Those of you who couldn't trust what you saw in front of you
Have helped me find and heal my blackest parts.
May you find this touch of love opens you to deeper sights,
Pass it on to other loves and heal your hearts.
Now I know I'm just a gate of someone else's love through me,
And I always know that she will not let go.
Everyone is beautiful, even in their darkest place,
Trust, and trust again, in Will, and let Love grow!
copyright ©1998 by Mordewis Gaeafbran ap Llys (Gerald L. Bliss) 8/12/98.
All Rights Reserved. This song is dedicated to Irysa, Mina, Laura, Dragon, Julie, and most of all Jerod and Angelica, plus a cast of hundreds.
Written in residence on the French Broad River near Alexander, NC while living in Elizabeth Eames' bus.