All Is Not So Dark

Out of darkness comes light across the welsh valleys,
a depression in the landscape, mysticism that is;
she stands, red scarf in the wind, looking towards me,
I bow to her perspicacity and all of her mystery.

Like Johnny Depp and that fragrance ad, you're not bad,
you're not bad at all, I wish I had you're magic, that's all;
maybe I have, not like some who jump, just come and go,
at the end of the day they're just too goddamn slow.

I read and I'm to a level that maybe I'd never known,
before I could gather my thoughts and even floated down;
forgive me for such praise, you note not given easily,
I try, better than me, I will take and use, you teach me.

We learn together, what a pleasure, thro' spiritual aura,
read some more, only lessen your doubt, then you will love her.