Of Mages And Magic

For Pain or Mirth

Often times I sit and ponder

long upon this sighing earth

whether wondering's worth the wonder

for the pain or for the mirth

Though this world is torn asunder

and we don't quite understand

how to make it up from under

why things are not as they're planned

And even though I know this wondering

makes the soul grow weary now

through the lightening and the thund'ring

leaves the pain someway somehow

So hold tight onto this promise

all is not lost in darkest night

and through it all for you my heart is

always there to bring you light