The father's gaze Soft and quiet. A look to calm The frightened doe's small child It stretches across the field, Searching the land for a shape The shape of a woman The woman of his haunted dreams Tainted only by blackness, Shadow that hides her from him
The father's gaze Soft and quiet A look to herd dull sheep, To quiet the dogs whose ravenous looks Would make the bear take second thought, Even with such vision as his. It stretches across the sea Searching the waters for colour The colour green of enchanting eyes The eyes which follow him in his dreams Stained only by blackness Shadow that hides them from him.
The father's gaze Soft and quiet A look to speak with dolphins To keep sharks in blooded water From making a meal of him Searching the skies for light Golden and pure, light that would reflect her hair The flow of locks that curl and wind around him in sleep In every dream Found only in darkness Shadow that hides them from him.
He is the endless searcher He sees among the stars He feels there for her This one woman, of dreams hidden is dark hidden in secrecy Who is this woman, with hair so illustrious, eyes to enthrall, shape u wish to worship for days and nights Who is this woman, nameless, and faceless with kindness unknown, with spirit unfound Would I fall in love with a goddess, Bodied, perfectly to seduce, No heart or soul to speak of? Would I fall in love with death? I search for her in my dreams I call for the shadows to disappear But even with torch and sword they will not fade My destiny is uncertain, if you pertain to her But here I stand The endless search goes on.