2011-05-14

My Roots are as the Moss

Insecurity and unrest have at last called at my door,
But my fears of both of them shall trouble me no more,
For my roots are as the moss, Dear,
Yea, my roots are as the moss. 
 
My keeper and provider, your ship adrift upon the sea of doubt,
You needn't want for my help, Captain -- ev'ry whim shall I carry out,
For my roots are as the moss, Dear,
Yea, my roots are as the moss. 
 
I will follow wherever you should go, and walk your selfsame path,
What little aid I can give I shall, and leave all that I have,
For my roots are as the moss, Dear,
Yea, my roots are as the moss. 
 
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