I dwelt in a valley, secluded from all,
And lived with myself in there,
Protected from all that others could feel,
So I had no burden to bear.
My mountains made me safe, thought I,
Hid in my craggy fort,
And so, thought I, while all alone
I had all of import.
But all the walls that we erect
So that we may hide
Are walls that we only create
And keep within our mind.
And all the armor I had built
That I thought without a chink
I found was only pervious
To the weapon of my think.
And so I thought myself one day
That my surrounding place
Ceased to exist, intact, one day.
I then first saw your face.
I fell in love, and had to admit
That all had been deception.
I had let my own eyes
Prevent my clear perception.
I swore that I would have you yet
And so tore down my walls
Indiscriminately I destroyed
And blasted my great halls.
It was then that I found
A truth I had not faced.
That a full life insulate
Is not eas'ly erased.
I then found myself sealed
Much to my dismay
For the walls I had placed
Just would not go away.
I sat up nights with bloodshot eyes
To gaze upon your visage.
It mattered not you were not here
But at home in your village.
My love gave me the power
To gaze through cold and warm,
To gaze through to your palace,
To gaze upon your form.
The opiate that we call love
Grants all who feel its grip
The power to travel to its source
Without restraint or slip.
A body cannot feel love,
It is but corporeal form.
My soul vacated from that home
And left it, slumped and warm.
I left my body to languish,
Sculpted of flesh, weak and craven,
And to your village I traveled
To dwell within your own haven.
Free of mortality, I can now wait
'Til your prison of life is done,
And when your body you have left
Then we can be as one.
When you exit your earthly house
And are free from flesh and brain
I will reveal to you my soul
And love will not have been in vain.