if you could only see

indeed, daryl. this is brilliant. i feel exactly like that.

"The past beckons to me but I heed not its call,
Sullen pain hidden behind its alluring doors.
Bittersweet is her sting, for joy and pain abound,
Moving with the pendulum’s swing, the maiden cultivates her halls.
The sister is no lesser mistress, impatience found,
Mercurial and dangerous, her rewards entice.
Choice is none, save be swept in her wake.
Look to her and grasp your fate, no one can deny
deny her siren’s song." (daryl,2005)