Monday, July 16, 2012

Stringing Them Along

By yonder star he steers his course, the course
That's steered by a star. And though he's been called
A boy, tis a boy by man that's appalled.
For in his heart there lies a string, a string
That's smooth, yet unbent. And though, like a horse,
Tis put through it's pace it retains fair ring.
So sing me a song with your string unbent,
And help me forget the world. For I know
With you there lies a clue; will you it show?
For without your song men fall along, rent
Their heart and soul. May your music be clear,
That men may not fear; be you heaven sent?
By yonder star make clear the way for men
Who do seek their hearts, to leave wild fen.

                     Stringing Them Along, (c) Luke Bennette, July 2012

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