A Tombstone
Here lies a man who was never well-known
He lived out his days in the dark, all alone
His music, his genius, they never did see
His beauty, well-hidden, known only by me
You may never have heard of any such man,
but imagine him with me today, if you can.
His power, his glory, his wonder, his grace-
Forever eclipsed by his misshapen face.
I looked pass the horror, I saw deep within,
I recognized, truly, the greatest of men.
Such a person may not be familiar to you
A love such as ours perhaps you never knew.
But, pray, take to heart what you've read here today
And let not his story, his love fade away.
Erik
1831-1882