You are our knight in shining armor,
Pilgrim of our plea,
The Atlas for our wounded world,
Our rescuer at sea.
You are the pillar of our hopes,
The deep bass of our song,
The strength that underlies our strength,
The calm for which we long.
You came into our house of dreams
And turned it into truth,
Entering at just the point
Where yearning shatters youth.
What could motivate someone
To bear another's load
But that most beautiful of lights,
The inner lamp of love.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Brass Chorale and Motet. By Sir Cubworth.
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