The Task (poem)
He rises yet again to meet his task
He knows today the tip of destiny
What purpose served the winds and stars do ask
Somewhere another lover waits for me
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So out to risk a world so full of doubt
Where people hide behind their chosen truth
And carry poison in the way they shout
At one who brings some comfort to a youth
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And there she dreams her future full hope
Upon her bed reality of dread
But with his touch a chance to help her cope
A kiss of magic to the day she’s wed
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A peasant bride whose day the truth defies
Enjoys a day which all true loves are due
Yet somewhere from a poison fairy dies
While watching two young lovers’ wish comes true