I have sought some consolation,
Through remorse and bitter tears,
The weight my shoulders had to bear,
Through all these many years.
Bound by shackles forged by fear,
No mortal tool could break.
Just who or what could make it stop,
Could from this Dream me wake?
Light headed joy I hope to find
As new wine glads the soul.
Judgement from the scales declare
All my parts made whole.
...Written 31 March 1985 by RG Fowler of Blessed Memory (Meridel's Younger Brother)