Minded Love

There once was a heart left there yet now it's lost in darkness bare, Shattered, Yet holding out in these confines holds strong a celtic moor of unfastened wear, Steadfast, And as that darkened whirlwinds pull keeps pounding at the last held door, a harkened one of ageless strength keeps holding out with bardic care, Wizened, For as the young of truest might, a king cannot take fright for peace eternal is well fought for and never given for less than tear, Honored, Even still a piece must roam in deepest tome around the corners of war, Flighted, Still a one must hold the key to find this place forever sealed and free the mind of endless strife, Purity As all roads do lead from one, unto an endless passing run. Love