Spring is just a season

by pablofernandezwriting

Spring is just a season but for you
And I there is a stream
That never goes dry
I don’t worry if beauty comes and goes
I can hear the children dancing singing behind me
I have seen the king kneel
And sing without words and play
Without lyre
Building his temple on the smallest rock
Well hidden in his hand

And you are with me
Here where the palace burns
Here where there is darkness and resistance
Father why have you forsaken me?
Here after all that, you’ll be with me
Where bread is not lethal
Where lovers are free to fly
And there is nowhere to look back