Choices

If I were told blackened clouds would gather, And never again would the sun warm my face Unless I renounced your love, I would rather Live in darkness, warmly locked in your embrace If no songbirds were allowed to proclaim Morning's rebirth, how greatly that would pain me; Let them be still! but never would I disclaim The constant need for your love to sustain me If Heaven's rafters shook 'til stars rained down, I'd catch the brightest star, and never free it; And should God demand its return, I'd not frown, If I could trade it for you love, so be it Gladly would I barter Heaven's rare jewels - The sun, the moon and every quivering star; Though I may have reserved my place among fools, I would chance Heaven's wrath to be where you are If I could choose Earth, or angels' domain, Perhaps my answer would amaze and astound: Wherever you are dwelling I must remain - Only in your love can my Heaven be found