There Is A Story Told In Whispers

there is a story told in whispers
late at night of an angel
who descended from heaven
to tell a man that if he wished
to be free it was required
that he abandon all hope
and ride the tides of her passion
onto the rocks where all journeys
end before they have started

he gratefully laid his gift
of desire at her bare feet
and grasped tightly her wings
lest she disappear
when he awoke from his dream

the old men shake their heads
and utter to those who will listen
such is the way of all fate and love

before we can return the gift
we must give it as before we can let go
of the song we must let its melody sing
free from the bones of our very souls