Secure and strong
I need thee not;
Mad dreams are mine
To bind, dreams built
On sweet illusions
That one has when
Touched by thee.
The sun is high,
My spirits low,
My thoughts are raised,
My mind so slow
As I picture in my
Mind, thy smiling lips,
Thy loving eyes.
The raised sabre
Looks for no blood,
My emotions are raw
Even as I'm hurt.
What is a calling
I do not know,
In life's way
That which is lasting
Is sold and sought.
In noontide hours oh love
Secure and strong,
Find me, hold me,
Let thy benevolent grace
Shoulder me. I walk
Amidst giants oh love,
Secure and strong.
That which is lasting
Will find thee.
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