Love In Sanctuary

"If we should catch him          The ditch will be his burial ground;
In a dusty field                Where no cattle graze,
As his epitah                    My knife fresh with his blood,
His last sacrament              The prayer of the hungry rats,
With a sign saying:              'Here lies the thief of my daughter
And God's riches                No Hell could punish him as he deserves.'"

So cried the anguished father
As he stood outside the chapel,
Where the thief sought shelter
In Holy Grounds with the stolen daughter.

Inside the little chapel of the Assumption,
All the wooden pews were empty
The confessional bereft of sinners and forgivers.
Only the thief and his prize.

How could he be a thief
When he took
What wanted to be taken?
She would have cried if he didn't.

Her father's walls
Could not sway her love for him:
The baron ruling over
The estates of the valley of olives
Could not allow his daughter
To be with someone who denounced God.
For once, when he had met him
The young thief blasphemed vehemently
Upon falling off his horse
When he was riding with
The baron and his daughter.

So he came in the night
To take her across the straits:
But they were seen
And had to flee their pursuers.

In the little chapel
Blackened by the night,
The daughter turned
To her captor and said:

                        "Look around you
                  Everything is silent, peaceful,
                          We are alone:   
                      Let us love each other
                  Lets give these walls a dream
                        Dream of our love."

                    "With the angels around us
                  And the world that chases us
                          Locked outside:
                          I will love you.
                  My kisses shall cover your body
                  Like a rainbow caressing the sky,
                          For you are truly
                              Mine."