Try me not
For I have been tried.
Hurt me not,
For my tears have fallen for such pain.
Seize my love,
Not yet has it been held.
Hear my truth,
For ears are deaf to its song.
See gold, where tin is seen.
Hold my guard, be shown my gate.
It is not fallen,
it is open, to those not,
but for you.
Trouble me not with your selfish woes. Listen only for the hidden, desperate needs of a moment past. When love was absent and innocence lost. Hear not your own sorrow for your sorrow knows not lost and abandoned and forsaken cries. When your true moment is at hand it comes not from your call but from the call of a voice yet unheard... but by you.