She will not forget
the wondrous man's gaze
She will not forget
the words he whispered in her ear sitting
on a white bench in the garden of her soul
Such words remain forever etched

She will not forget
the magic man's visit
reminding her of time's confusion
man who knows his end 
will not wait a second
Such words remain forever etched

familiar smile
a hidden gaze under his hat
He came for her alone
to enlighten her soul
to awaken her from slumber
He put knowing in her palm
and his eyes said:
"I am all and nothing at all"
"I am all and nothing at all"

And she will etch his words
on an old tree [bad word] 
and plant a flower there
in gratitude
She will not forget
the moment of grace
when she laughed of simplicity
filled by emptiness

All and nothing at all
All and nothing at all