In A Tree Haunted Forest

In a tree haunted forest She walks in white; Hands before her- She fears the night. A ghost she is; But she never knew, And she searches for The heart once true. Her lover sleeps Many feet below, He'll never hear Her wind-borne moans. Some people see her; Wandering, pale Across the night-scape To search her grail. There is no end For those who weep, Who’ll wake each night Till mornings sleep. Who search in vain For love so dead, To match the vision Inside their head. She's more afraid Than you could know, Now drifting with The moonlights flow, So leave a cross Upon the trees To point the way Toward heaven's peace. Then say a prayer, In any tongue- That soon her thankless Waiting's done.