Muse

Should I go back to sleep?

Should I just wait for you my love?

Does the sunshine that you seek?

Keep raining down upon you my love?

Does day follow upon day?

Does night come marching on?

Ever advancing into the aeons?

For this I know my love

This infinity that here unfolds

Is the most precious gift of God!

And none can ever know

Just how wonderful and true

Is this; my precious love for you!