Cast Not Thy Stone

Cast not thy stone; For in the lake
I am; The waters that flow from your
eyes this day-
Regrets are not yours to embrace; Nor
should you call my name in sadness-
You should know that I heard your
voice; I kissed your lips; and
I touched your soul with love-

I remain strong in the dyes of Freedom;
Bright in the stars of hope-
Deep beneath her ocean blues-
But never will I blame her; Never will
I cry her name in vain- Blasphemy is not
hers nor is it mine to claim for her-
Though I'll know victory, only from my grave; Still
I'll hurt should others trespass
on her gracious heart-

She is the hands that mend the warrior's
minds; The loving face they see in battle;
The voice of courage; strength and might;
The truth; The honor; The light-
She is their voice long after they're gone; Their
song, even when the trumpets are silent-
The heartbeat of their unspoken reason; And
the breath of their final season-

Oh Darling cast not thy stone of regret into
her deep blue eyes-
For it was She that sheilded me from pain;
It was she that draped o'er me with her
body of silk; and her heart of waving
care-
It was She, that allowed me to hear your
voice; Kiss your lips; And touch your
soul with love-

© Lisa Hilbers
1/24/2006