In Sadness We Delve
In my sleep thy wandered through
And vividly expressed your undying rue
I couldn't help but want to cure thy pain
To my dismay, it was all in vain
I touched as thou withered
And my meek finger shivered.
I awoke in fright, to the cruel of night
To realize it was a dream, to my loves delight…
But then I wondered what does this mean?
My thoughts pondered and a vision I seen..
Of you chained to a sad floor,
To my soul's anguish its scene I deplore.
So I began to write
There's no need to repent.
For thy rue is heaven sent.
In sadness we find ourselves
As our soul in sadness delves.
As I wrote this she whitered back
Into my night sleep.
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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