The Sweetest Joy
Love's Tempest: A Journey of Blindness and Redemption
Lyrics
He sat alone upon a hill, the waves pulling at his side
He was seated alone on a hill, feeling the pull of the waves nearby
He could feel the salt inside his veins and could hear the storm arrive
Sensing the saltiness in his veins and anticipating an incoming storm
He closed his eyes and saw her face, so plain the others had decried
Recalling her simple, overlooked face that others criticized
Yet he'd felt the warmth she'd held within and the beauty that lay inside
Despite her plain appearance, recognizing the warmth and inner beauty she possessed
Yet their words soon blinded him, no beauty he began to believe
Feeling blinded by others' negative opinions, losing sight of her beauty
Oh he turned his back and he toasted them, he drank the world for all to see
Rejecting their judgments, turning away from them openly
No more will her palm lay upon his own, a fairer hand has clasped to his skin
Realizing he's no longer with her, someone else has taken her place
'Oh where is my love' she cried in vain and from the door cried 'please let me in'
Hearing her plea to be let in, expressing her love for him
With haste she turned and chased the night, no tears to wipe with her hand
She hurriedly left, not showing tears, seemingly determined
While he searched the land to find his love he fell and cried 'please help this man'
He, in search of his love, fell and cried out for help
The sweetest joy the wildest woe of love Bailey once described
Referencing Bailey's view of love encompassing extreme joy and sorrow
Hast thou more of pain or pleasure, does torment dwell and grow inside
Asking whether pain or pleasure dominates, questioning inner torment
He said it swells like the oceans flow, love drew me in as the tides draw the sea
Comparing his feelings to the swelling of the ocean caused by love's pull, regretting letting appearances influence his emotions
Oh but I was foolish just like my friends - I let my eyes rule what I should feel
Acknowledging his foolishness in letting his eyes, not emotions, guide him
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