How Strange Today Seem
Looking Out My Window:
You And I Apart,
And Separated Into Timeless Pieces,
Like Forgotten Memories
Reflecting In A Mirror
Of Broken Glass. 
I Am Here,
You Are There;
Somewhere Between Us
Lies A Thousand Pieces
Of Pain.
Heaven Was Far To Fall, 
Earth, Too Low To Remain;
Reminiscing Over The Times
That Love Once Knew,
Memory Has Never Been
A Comforting Friend.
How Beautiful Are The Mountains
From Where I Look,
Yet, How Difficult
Would Be The Climb!
Where Lies The Pleasure Of Joy
We Gods Of Love,
Once Knew?
Were We Not Inseparable?
Now, That The Sea
Even Conspires To Divide Us?
The Journey From Earth To Heaven
Is Now!
But, Must We Live In The World
As Mortals
To Be Condemned with change? 
The World Where Young Becomes Old?
The World,
Where All We Have Cherished,
Can Be So Easily Shattered
And Then Quickly Forgotten?
What Is The Value Of Life
If Lot living For Truth
And Love?
Save Me From This Wretchedness
I plead you. . . .
Save Me From Love,
From Thoughtlessness; 
And Save Me
From The memories. . .
Of A Thousand Pieces Of Pain.