1. Separation's ways vary, my heart knows them all
My mind grasps not the means of separation's thrall

2. A man's nature stems from his origin and race
And one's nature is not changed by sophistry's embrace

3. We were as two branches, nay I was a scion grafted frome
The beauty of the fair - with utmost grace entreated

4. I flourished and bore fruits of favor, charm and love
While still we watered it with purest amity thereof

5. But lo, I spy thee now - God guard thee - set astray
By withering hands that mar the straight and narrow way

6. I've turned from harvest-time and begging at thy door
Nor spared a heart that falters 'neath its load so sore

7. Thou com'st and goest, no glance behind dost cast
Nor reck my dizzy turns, past cures, or remedies past

8. I grant, no options may have come thy way of late
Without due cause and means no firm resolve we make

9. A month has gone, forgotten I cross thy mind, but lo
The wise one hints: remember those friends long ago

10. Be as thou wilt, but lead me not astray
Nor let my foes conceal their wiles, I pray

11. For I was not the first whose heart has swerved
From loving to decidedly less fond unnerved

12. When arrows pierce, all hearts break down until
Shaft unto shaft they shatter, break and spill

13. Thanks be to God - He rid me of all claim
Of treacherous souls, those dealing harm and shame

14. Lest I gainsay all those who came before
Transformed, and now my heart can take no more

15. When arrows land their wounds stay put and dwell
Tearing out missiles in missiles' parallel