In the Paths of my confusion

 

When reason and reality play games of chase

 

Comfort me dear Columbine

 

Soothe my soul with your song

 

As I rest upon the breast of my Mother

 

The mother I share with you

 

Let me meditate upon your beauty

 

Dance for me dear Columbine

 

In my fears, hesitations, doubts

 

You give me strength

 

All the great mysteries are held within your soul

 

The answer written upon your petals of grace