High above - somewhere in the firmament Before we're born it seems our die is cast And destiny amid this life's entanglement Shines softly forth - like moonlight on a path.
Our loves and lovers neither of us know The folly of our youth - true heart's desire - A chill in the soul - like winter snow - Young passion burning with a quick hot fire.
Childhood lost too soon - the toll of years And in a flash so much of life is gone Trial and tribulation, laughter, tears - Life's morning, afternoon and setting sun.
First love, last love - and all those in between - Are strung across the far flung Milky Way. They now return - to haunt me in my dreams - Sweet mistress of the night a memory.
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and you strung it like a musician
the melody that comes from reading it
plays softly to my ear and so gracefully