Patience Lost

In the valleys, I reminisce

A night which I remember vividly and clear as the clouds

Paradise taught by nature and grief held by hand

Of all the travelers I have met by demand

Not by choice

I am a traveler in vain

I am like, you tell me, the sweetness

The sweetness of what you say?

In these valleys across the shining waters

I shall pray

Who are you?

Why is it my way you come?

You make the truth worthy

Pleasant to some

Acknowledge my inclusion to the ones who do

The patience lost I have found again

By the skies, I fly

The flowers that make me cry

Dreary I am not

I have spoken, I shall speak no more