The Spring Of What Must Be (poem)
He took his lover by the hand
To view the future fate had planned
To peer into their destiny
Tomorrows surely must be grand
Therein the spring of what must be
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A legend lived from days of old
Of waters which the future told
For all who dared to set chance free
This mystery the woods still hold
The whispered spring of what must be
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His lady asked what’s there to know
That we won’t learn as love will grow
So let us dream of fortune’s key
And with a kiss she said let’s go
Away from spring of what must be
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Sad wasted words he pressed ahead
He couldn’t hear truth heart had shed
Strange quest was all his mind could see
That called him there to kneel at bed
To gaze in spring of what must be
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And there he saw their days and night
Each sorrow’s tear each mournful plight
Behind each Joy sore misery
And in the end was one lost light
Foretold by spring of what must be
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What did you see his love did say
And with a kiss turned her away
He told her tales of warmth and glee
For her sweet smile he’ll not betray
He’ll be her spring of what must be