From the Deepest Seat of Will

Motionless like a deer in blinding light

I stood transfixed by sorrow, unable to move

To see beyond my loss her body's flight

To the sanctuary of eternal love.

Now silently I call and in the still

And pain-filled night aware of Thy reply

There surges from the deepest seat of will

A gratitude that shall not fail nor die.

Yet I must overcome the weight of years

That press upon this envelope of flesh

To conquer my desires and my fears

Lest they my striving heart and soul enmesh

And I unable to breath and gasp for air

Am drowned by grief and haunted by despair.