There’s no certainty in finding her.
There’s no Reward for seeking her.
The past seems to have wasted me.
The future lays out before me.
On and on he rode, Through the Valley he strode
Until, at once, he came upon his shadow
“Shadow!” said He “What do you see?”
“Visions of a new life for Thee”
No difference is made to me
I wait on the Time that is me
For the path that will lead to her
And a glimpse of light in her
There is certainty in knowing her
There is Reward in seeking her.
The old past falls away from me
The new future seems to tempt me
NO, I don’t see myself as a gallant knight… all the time 😉