A ray above my stride
One day, as i sigh
A strength as strong as black
As great to such a loss
Will no one understand
Will not one come to fair
For even as the ray precedes
I cannot fathom thee.
"Do not grieve for me" ?For someone i can only imagine the grieve of, but will never understand. not now at least, and not for a long, long, long time to come.
she came too young for it to crash upon her world