She cannot, must not, know that strife
Holds him in slack but gaited cords
Joy his promise, not a tear
Her cheek will right of way afford
The dust invisible now dances seen
Feet as asleep as hope to doom
Arise knowing the mounting beam
Offers no respite from his cocoon
So pausing to catch a last breath deep
He trods resigned her smile to meet
Written by Darrell Phillips
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