A Revelation

The sun lights your locks
As you sit and contemplate.
What is in that mind?
How can I ever know?
Let me hear your thoughts;
For your cousel is all to me.

I value the thoughts you think;
They seem so true;
The wisdom you ensue
Is far beyond your years,
Yet you are stuck in this place,
Where people understand you not.

People don't see your beauty
The way that I behold
Your great lovliness.
They just see your face
And think that they know,
But already I can see
That within lies beauty
No one else can comprehend.
But yet I cannot know
That inward glory
Just by sitting by.
I cannot find in you
The beauty that I see
If all I do is know you.

But never can any other,
Who lives in this place,
Even comprehend this sight
Of your enthralling life.
Go on; for I would not
Ask of you what it takes
To behold your light.

But go on, I urge,
Get out of this place,
And find the other person
Who sees what I speak of.
Then you will have found
Who it is that you deserve.

I wish you the best
As you travel on.
Go from this place,
Do not look back.
To cage a bird as fair,
As fair as you is mightily a disgrace,
Worthy of the lowest estate.

I cannot free you,
Only God alone,
But I urge you on.
I will not rest easily
Until you are safe
Beyond the storm.
Don't look back, I won't be here.
No one is my destiny,
So get thee out and flee.
--Class200288
4-23-01