

Pippa's CrossPippa's CrossPippa's Cross
Cold waves drag me down, screams die upon my lips. Choking fears fuel my war toward shore; then A voice gentle as a lover asks, " What are you fighting for? "
I see a white, concealing veil, The silent tear with man and wife, Images of the stifled years, That compile my future life.
The freezing depths have changed Into a warm, rippling caress; " Youve been acting rather silly, Dont be frightened, lost princess "
Suddenly subdued, I stop the struggle And float, suspended in time, My childish fe