In the essence of our life we come to feel, to see the vulnerability of our souls The pain of passion the emptiness of resignation the triumph of love the enthusiasm of spirit Where would I be if I could not see forever condemned, blind to the reality of life’s gifts My heart turns to stone if released from feeling, sinking into the void of eternal cold death But I see the hurt, I feel the despair, sooth the open wounds with the balsam of care Chains of reality gouge my soul who will remit my sentence cancel my transgression Forever accused of high treason to see to feel let it be, for I have felt and seen true harmony The gates of my prison are doomed to destruction for life conquers death and love conquers all!
Posted on: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 23:38:33 +0000
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