48.) Where None Can Follow I Was Taken

Where none can follow

I was taken

Where none can hear

I went

I tell it them – straight

And they run away afraid

Where they cannot see

I live

Where they cannot know

I know nothing

And know

I speak it them – plainly

And they run away afraid

What was left me but to

Hide it?

What was given me but to

Wrap it up, and bury it?

Tie it tight in ruby ringlings

Fold my hated lines in

Un-weighted silver

Take the pall and with it

Weave a gladder thing

Lose the piercing spear

In mystic honey

I show it them – openly

And they run away afraid

It's all because I love too much