I see the lines in your face
A sad face
A pretty face

I see
The weathered brow
Portraits of the years of hard work

The not knowing
After
Years of beautiful endeavour in your soul
To topple your world

And make
Mt Eliza your stairway to heaven

It’s gone now

I see within
An
Abject failure of loving another
Your life’s burden

Following years of great success
On your mountain top
Your own real paradise
A Garden of Eden

You have been wronged my dear
So so wronged
Your choices in life suspect
Through blind faith

However

I see
Your dreams of a new world
Are coming