Pursuing you through valleys
and fields where you hide amongst
the sweet sour refrains of lost love

Why do you run? You hold onto the world
as a jewel..a jewel whose sheen is fading
with the ravages of time

Your heart is not safe amid the wolves
who appear as sheep

Come now,my love, before the night is
far spent and the dawn takes you unawares

It is not to late even though you flee
with wounds and scars of a world weary
heart

'Come, I say..' I will lead you to safty
where the feast is about to begin!

You will be clothed in white rainment and
walk on streets of gold and you will carry
the septer of peace into the great city..

And great it is!~