Give me just a little light to see.
Save me by being mine, girl
And death and hell and the raging world
Will never prevail against me.
Clothe my soul in holy fire
And lead me up to Light.
Stand and chase away from me the night
And absolve my every dark desire.
Only let me look at you awhile;
I'll give you my heart of stained glass
And you will be my beatrix. Alas!
Only save my soul with a smile.
I've made for you this art.
And I believe there are
Still knights in shining armour,
But we only wear it 'round our hearts.
So shine down on me a little
And lead me up to God.
Would you connect me with love to Love?
Would you my beatrix be?
You say - you say you love
But you don't speak Love
Or you'd understand when I say:
Your eyes transfix me...
(This piece was originally published in the Spring 2005 issue of
Poetic Hours.)