Please-don’t go-you’re safe-I promise

and I have nowhere to be

All I want is just to sit with you

beneath this willow tree

 

Whispering leaves will be our choir

and our breath will be our prayer

Dappled Sun will lend Her halo

glistening softly on your hair

 

We can still obey tradition

if it helps to ease your mind

It’s just five steps to Baptism

And six steps to the Divine

 

Come, let’s find a kinder Eden

where Past Lives won’t force our leave

For the gates of Heaven never close

beneath this willow tree

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