You hand upon me brought me to life.
Your love brought my every breath
Bowing Low lifted me up.
I flew upon the wings of my sighs.

So much time was lost
so much pleasure unfelt.
so many heartbeats left silent
Lost in the chasm of Time.

I cannot gain back what was lost
Nor let go of the love you gave.
I can only wander unbidden.
Lost, alone, afraid.

I would have bled for you.
I would have taken your pain.
I would have born it gladly.
I would have died in your stead.

Where is my masters Hand?
that brought me to life at the first.
To whom shall this slave bow now?
Who will make me fly?

Grief, loneliness, tears
Sorrow, despair, unrest
This is my life now.
Til I follow you with my last breath.

How hard is the waiting.
How long is the search.
will another come and take me.
as you said you wanted so much

I am following your last command.
I await anothers hand.
but oh, how I miss my Master
My Lover, My Husband, My friend.