Reflections I cast on my twenty time worn years,
an evil has removed or stolen my tears,
I regard life as wine that remains untasted,
all comes right in the end but my hope is wasted.

Words seem to deny my tongue when I should speak out,
chances held by silent lips when my heart would shout,
take hold on the beams of love, make secure and tight,
lest they disappear in the dark before loves light.

Winding winds pass the door drawing mysterious beams,
do not fear or lose your chance, the loss of all your dreams,
an answer will arise to you the reason in a trance,
the need of love comes and goes onward in the dance.

see the way and realise the beams just are not all,
in your mind are lasting dreams you only need recall.

Richard Allen Beevor

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-love-beams/