(mmm whispering)
...
My dear friend, my princess dear,
Regina of a Realm drawing near...
Truth matters most, when it is spoken clear!
...
Perhaps without too much pain,
And with your tear-dimmed sight,
You can bear the glare of car lights in the rain,
As you walk down the street tonight.
...
Those who truly love you, dear,
The truth they will impart,
Only when you can truly bear to hear,
Though it won't be kept apart,
For sooner or later, it will come to light.
...
And Eternal Destiny, Divine and grand,
Doesn't wish you to greatly stray,
As Life itself continues on its way.
...
It matters not if you are cold,
Because you're shy and seldom speak.
It matters not if others, I am told,
Though perhaps less than you, can skillfully sell their luck.
...
To all, God reads the heart's deep core,
And tastes its spiritual flavor.
Don't be offended if, and furthermore,
Yours is the same, beyond all savor.
Perhaps their head is elsewhere,
But the "where" has not yet ripened there.
...
If God prepares a pair,
He writes it everywhere,
Beginning with the sand,
To end, up in the Sky so grand, without a tear.
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Perhaps it means you're called
To something else, it seems,
And a holy nun, perhaps, you may have become.
...
The calling to which you're led,
Warms and stirs your cold, yet sensitive, heart.
But your renewed soul,
With a prayer sincere and whole,
Will thank the Lord, at the end of the part.
...
If truly a man awaits you there,
For him too, there is a call,
That for him too, must be verified, beyond compare.
...
But the true purpose of a human soul,
Is not the body's healthy role.
But God's Love, the essence true,
That makes the whole soul happy, forever new.
...
And if then with the body too,
To love you are called, it's true,
Then there too, your True God,
Will have blessed you abundantly, like a sod.
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And your cold heart,
Will fear no other from the start.
...
(Ullallà ullaò... Ollallè ollaò)
SANTADRIANO
