Song of Faith
(in memory of Amy Winehouse)
In a lonely corner of the woods
I sit and grieve
For a soul that flew away
And went beyond,
I wonder why.
A bird on a branch up high
Startles with a song,
Rekindling a spark,
Retrieving the light of life
I lost in the dark.
And there she will remain,
Till the end of days,
Of pain and desire;
A vision only
For those who aspire.
© Jan-Peter Scheffer