C Y R I L M A G A Z I N E ™ September 23, 1999

beyond ophelia
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in the still and silent pond
with lilies trailing all around
her hair, a fan, in red wet waves
against the darkness, laying fair
her hands reach up to god beyond
beyond this silent lilied pond
gone to this world,
she has found silence
beyond, beyond ophelia

a beautiful tomb, this wet still grave
where songs float as the lilies do
in words unsung as angels wing
beyond ophelia, far beyond
this still and silent tomb of pond
past lilied gown, past opened hand
beyond ophelia, far beyond
afloat, beyond, to god

o take me to that silent pond
take me to red velvet waves
take me where the lilies trail
beyond, beyond opheila

engulf me in that silent tomb
those red waves, that wet grave
take me where fair angels sing
far beyond ophelia

and I will lie upon the lilies
upon dark water, upon red wave
in that beautiful watery grave
beyond, beyond ophelia