when He wept
they wiped my tears
kept me consoled
for the pain He felt
fools are you so old
you have no fears,
have you no heart
that grief can melt
I insisted through the years
but they would not depart
when He slipped
they caught me in their arms
ripped the garments from my wound
and staunched the flow
fools let me go let me go
I shouted in alarm
as He swooned
and still they did not see
the shadows by the tree
they never believed me
then He was dying
and I knew
dying too
that they would bury me there
beside the tree
where no one else could see
but the fools were crying
because I was lying so quietly
watching the shadows
and waiting
this much I know about time
there is safety
only in the heart
guard it well
my love
where is beauty
lonely in the mart
hard to sell
my dove
fame is rider
pawing wind and cloud
fool to reach
so far
blame is spider
drawing in the crowd
cruel of speech
they are
joys are token
mainly for regret
high the score
I played