The Old Road to Paradise/Lost Counsel

by Margaret Widdemer

LOST COUNSEL

If you were but near me,
 O kindest and best,
I could tell you my trouble,
 And I could have rest;

You would smile and be silent,
 And then you would say
Some word that would still me
 And brighten the day—

Wisest and kindest,
 If you were but near
I could speak of my lover,
 My doubt and my fear,

You would show me my pathway—
 But what shall I do,
Wisest and kindest?
 My lover is you!