To Wander still

On days of briefest sunshine
You will see her wander still
Along the shores of Aberlene
This penance against her will

A lonely soul without a home
Her wailing rides the wind
A tryst with her insanity
With him and how they sinned

He is no longer of this world
Set free to oceans blue
All is left to scream his name
Their love that was not true

Shunned by others for her shame
No-where to run and hide
But to the shores of Aberlene
Without him by her side

Beware of actions you may take
For this can happen still
With words of hate and scorn
Can lead a soul to kill

Her love,  her only love
She gave him peace in death
But she will wander aimlessly
A broken heart in every breath

On days of briefest sunshine
You will see her wander still
Her pain reflected in her eyes
This penance against her will..