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"So far I wander my life is full the way heart he pulled wings to make essence flow. the truth near him not in the sky my friend such freedom life shall visit you remember be patient you can see lost love needs man if he is patient - eventually she will come back to him. recite the verses."


Christopher Robin

Peter,

Your lyrics over the years have taught me many things about love, life, and communication. I am 28 years old now, and have been a fan for half of my life. I wanted to share with you - my mentor - what I consider my best work. In the song Hollow Hills, you mention Oberon as a dark presence. It seems that he has made his way into this one as well - though not really dark.

This poem has three parts.

The first part = the man asking the land what has happened to his love.
The second part = the land's response, which pulls us down. (his negativity and paranoia).
The third part = the wind's answer which lifts us up. (and speaks the truth).

"For Those Who Have Lost"
Asked the Man to the Land:

"Where, oh where, oh where can she be?
My delicate maiden is so far from me.
I want for her smile, her light and her hand.
But where she does wander, I ask to the land?
Tell me of how, just wherefore will be,
When next will we meet, her form shall I see?
My life is just empty, barren and dull,
I need to just hold her, embrace her in full.
This is not the way, that is normal to feel.
My heart discontent, her love it can heal.
These visions of danger, and harm that may come.
My fragile enchantress, to where have you run?"
Told the Land to the Wind: (lies)
"She traveled too far from your heart's good will.
Could another, she wondered - keep her from ill?
But clad in the shroud of one who deceives,
He held her at bay with all of her needs,
She felt his tight grip on shoulder and arm.
He pulled her away without much alarm.
On wings guilded dark, and crimson agleam,
Abducted in fear, her voice could not scream.
Vanquished of life and vitality draining,
She tried to make do with what was remaining.
Her essence did flow out, and now all we see
Is the faint pale ghost of what used to be."
Whispered the Wind to the Man: (truth)
"Oberon captured, and holds her near him,
For one such as her - you never can win.
Them that on wings shall ever just fly.
They float on my arms, they dance in my sky.
And now I do say, my friend and my foe:
Don't covet the life of one who should know,
Such freedom that only and ever should be
Possessed by an angel, and those who can see
All beauty in life, her heart is the flame.
This creature is wild, and shall not be tamed.
She visits your life, but quickly away.
Take not her for granted, lest all will be lost.
Trudge on with your life, whatever the cost.
And have hope again one day she'll be there.
Just out of your sight, she waits in my lair."
Said the man to you:
"For those who have lost, I tell this to thee
Remember the Wind, be patient - and see."
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You can see that the man knows that he has not really lost his love. She is just needing to be free - to fly in the land of the fairies (Oberon's realm). The man realizes that if he is patient - eventually she will come back to him. I like to recite this poem for people because I can see that it sometimes gives them hope. The thing that I have been wondering about for a long time is - what really triggered you to start writing more "positive" lyrics? Maturity? Parenthood? What was that special point in your life when you really snapped out of the darker lyrics? Did you lose someone? I found that I really didn't start writing positive poetry until I had been through a very dark time myself.
Thank you, inspirational one!

Dear Poet friend,
The question contains the answer.

Thank you too.