Loves Magic Powers

In a time of bad conditions; you can hear it in the air; And there’s a feeling of being emptied that leaves a hollowness in the soul. In those winds of stolen time blow the sounds of constant denial; And with them lies a continual fear of being unsafe. And always to the one who is often denied most; cone the outcries for mercy; And their tears come as if presented as a down payment towards a guarantee. But death often lurks in the lonely corners of the unused mind; And enjoys a position overstated for merely that of one performing an errand. And the messengers of the good news require their commitments from the stricken; But the answer is love; if you love and are loved then you are blessed. And the worry fills the lighted room where love has gathered round; And they call out names and places to fill the room with sound. Many days will the sun rise and fall on those who are in the family of love; And patriarchs will sit at tables to dine and give thanks for their enjoyments. He who circles the outer edges of the nucleus has his special mirrors; And when asked of them their answers are; for now there is no feeling of separations.