She will not forget the wondrous man's gaze She will not forget the words he whispered in her ear sitting on a white bench in the garden of her soul Such words remain forever etched
She will not forget the magic man's visit reminding her of time's confusion A man who knows his end will not wait a second Such words remain forever etched
A familiar smile a hidden gaze under his hat He came for her alone to enlighten her soul to awaken her from slumber He put knowing in her palm and his eyes said: "I am all and nothing at all" "I am all and nothing at all"
And she will etch his words on an old tree trunk and plant a flower there in gratitude She will not forget the moment of grace when she laughed of simplicity filled by emptiness