Ever Higher Climb

I have walked into a drear and lonely place

Held by the remembrance of a face,

And one who held my love within her hands

Who like a jeweller fashioned wedding bands

Of antique gold on silver overlaid,

Created beauty that shall never fade

To signify a love that could not die.

Now she is gone and I, who am I,

That hungers for a symbol or a sign.

I have drunk deep the sacrificial wine

Yet cannot free my soul to serve Her best

Continuing the spirit's endless quest,

Becoming that which She had seen in me,

To rise above this frail mortality

Become a light mid darkness and deceit

Be led by Her accepting no defeat

Nor death that is an instant in all time

Renew the will and ever higher climb.