If only you could see me, standing amidst this fragrant breeze.
If only you could see me, sidestepping life’s challenges with ease.

No longer can things tempt me from my chosen love,
No longer can words scold me, no longer do I thrive.
To be the anointed one, in the dying embers of the daylight.

If only you could see me, my blood settled not disturbed.
If only you could see me, always frustrated, rarely perturbed.

No longer do I fear the pressures of loneliness.
No longer do I covet that which leads to unhappiness.
To be the anointed one, in the dying embers of the daylight.

I analyse the past from the eye of my mind.
Ashamed and abashed, I know not where to find.
Where once a vow was taken, but after time was broken,
Those you have forsaken, have until now never spoken.

If only you could see me, harangued by destiny.
If only you could see me, besieged by memories.

Still I seek fulfillment, yet never does it come,
Still I seek forgiveness, though I know not what I’ve done.
Still I strive to be reconciled with you.