snow so soft, frame so wide,
you fly in disguise,
but why you trying to hide?
you're there plain as sight
...
chiseled and ready the statue stood tall
careful yet steady, my grace did not fall
as i mumbled and stumbled to him
what a sight!
such strength and such beauty what a gory sad might.
...
i grow away from you
your unbelievable trusting gaze
your steady hands as they light the fire
your need that burns within
your fate from which you cannot hide
and even though you cringe inside
the deeds are yours to own in pride.
the truth is to yourself as deep
as weeping willows' lonely sleep.
forgiveness... a time achievement.