PEDESTAL

She made her choice
and now she must stand stronger.
No loving voice,
to guide her any longer.

She offered all,
and stripped her very essence,
but still stood tall,
though naked in his presence.

She gave her soul,
and all her true affection,
but lost control,
in fear of his rejection.

She cannot plead,
and sees her dreams now hollow.
No one to lead,
no guiding thoughts to follow.

She's lost all now,
her dream of tender kindness,
but will not bow,
stands sad but without blindness.

They found their fate,
in strength chose not to meet it,
and barred the gate,
in honor undefeated.

She stands in pride,
her head held high in sorrow,
and will not hide,
but faces dark tomorrow.

In icy rain,
Knight seeks a dreamscape ravaged,
destroyed by pain,
a fated bonding savaged.

In shadows dim,
his Lady softly crying
her love for him,
her dreams now slowly dying.

A pedestal,
stands forlorn now and vacant,
an image still
of knight dream sad forsaken.©
~RAC 2-12-99~