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“The Word by Stewart Stafford Though you have lost me, now you see, My prophecy to thee proved ever true, Absolving your wrongs done to me, In verdant fields of harmony anew. If I stayed, they said you would pay, In excoriating loss, I secured your sanctuary, I am the sentinel that prepares the way, Evolving beyond the dusty ossuary. Tongues with riddles lie in their reaching, By living, know your false self’s meaning, Insight doth bloom through time’s enduring, Our Spring lamb in lush meadows weaning. © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
The Word by Stewart Stafford
Though you have lost me, now you see,
My prophecy to thee proved ever true,
Absolving your wrongs done to me,
In verdant fields of harmony anew.
If I stayed, they said you would pay,
In excoriating loss, I secured your sanctuary,
I am the sentinel that prepares the way,
Evolving beyond the dusty ossuary.
Tongues with riddles lie in their reaching,
By living, know your false self’s meaning,
Insight doth bloom through time’s enduring,
Our Spring lamb in lush meadows weaning.
© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.