Lady Midnight

I came to say a word and I shall utter it. Should death take me ere I give voice, the tomorrow shall utter it. For the morrow leaves not a secret hidden in the book of the infinite.

I came to live in the splendour of love and the light of beauty.
Behold me then in life; people cannot separate me from my life.

Should they put out my eyes I would listen to the songs of love and the melodies of beauty and gladness. Were they to stop my ears I would find joy in the caress of the breeze compounded of beauty’s fragrance and the sweet breaths of lovers.

And if I am Denied the air I will live with my spirit; for the spirit is the daughter of love and beauty.

I came to be for all and in all. That which alone I do today shall be proclaimed before the people in days to come.
And what I now say with one tongue, tomorrow will say with many.

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