I once heard of something set apart
From the world of all other experiences;
On one end, sacred, divine, beautiful,
And in a word, heavenly.
But I soon came to see,
As all the letters were scribed on walls,
What the rest of the story was, in
The chapters which I had never read.
Wholly did I feel love's flame
Until fate wrote her final verse,
And melanc-holy it became.