From: o'gentle ...

o' gentle line of virtuous pilgrims
bent and broken of burdened soul
palms upon palms
blind guiding the blind
steps within narrow guided path
lined of common sorrows

o' gentle maiden of blossoming beauty
a hidden goddess behind every smile
readily captures any wayward glance
lips upon lips
buds guiding the vines
readily trespass ignorant path
lined of constant sacred sighs

o' gentle youth of reckless passion
tossed and crushed of unrelenting lust
loins upon loins
tides guiding the pride  
crumbles before the gates of purity
lined of passionate sensibility

o' gentle priestess of silent sorrows
ever resolute of open embrace
cheek upon bosom
beat guiding the heart
subdues restless resolve
to enter into being of one
where oceans is but water
mountains is only distant
sky is a quiet observer
the earth obediently shudders

o' gentle souls of eternal ever after
how lined your path of silent sorrows