Desire the truth of some forgotten rhyme
Where majesty of sound begins to reign
Forgotten sound exposes subtle time
As what was once complex becomes mundane
Desire becomes a simple poet’s sin
A coin which tells the future from both sides
And yet we still can lose; we still can win
A secret sound in which the Voice confides
Is what I seek a simple sound, a word?
A word that gives the Voice a time to sing
The song that some forgot contained the rhyme
That took the Voice from what it sought to bring
Desire attends to Trinitys with grace
And simply gives them words they can’t replace.