She goes to her secret place where they were first bound
and where her heart is free to grieve.
And without knowing eyes of others around
who would judge her on what they precieve.
Her heart hurts so deep with pain and emotions
So she seeks the comfort amongest the trees,
Yes, her heart was not once filled with this saddness,
and her body was then so eager to please.
When others tell her she will not suffer in vain,
And this builds her strength and compassion of life.
But she would rather die than to go on feeling such pain
and have to live with all of this grief and strife.
Yes, her loves spirit rides upon the winds
And in search for his peace in this part of his life.
So how is she going to get her heart to mrnd.
When she has just lived , waiting to be his wife.
As the beating of the drums guides her tonight
And Creator will be with her each day
and in her dreams her love will hold her so tight
In this secret place where they loved and stayed. Annie
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