Childs steps through a meadow,
Happy and fulfilled.
Dreaming about starships,
The mind is complete.

Older steps through the meadow,
Love wedges into thee.
She taught thee to love,
Since thee couldn’t not love.

Old steps through dark forest,
Great wound seething.
Wound heals only to reappear,
Does it even matter if it seals?

She taught thee to love,
Since thee couldn’t not love.
Dark blood seethes through,
That’s price for the spice.