I Come To You
I come to you, say hear
What words do you desire
That my service is now completed, perfected and left undone
All I hear is quiet
Except for the sounds of the crows that gather ’round me
Lastly, perhaps, how I wish they could say
What you keep secret in hand
Daily, as my world is flayed
I have little strength left now
So what do I have left to give?
Or is that when my wish shall be granted
When I find the courage, to die, as I have lived