Perfect Is a Thought

Perfect is a thought A thought of life without time Other than when we wake and when we sleep A thought thought of so much Love It can be melted into a ring But who tailored the promise A purpose to perfect not challenged by decay Listen to the words well kept triumphant Listen to the souls The last breathe the last thought did you do as you promised Dealing with the devil Just a step from justice and an inch from a hornets nest Do the dance in a quiet place The commands of a saint The witches often spell Keep the ring with the key to your heart Walking the straight line with widen eyes Remember to follow the path of the butterflies None evil fly freely innocent of the beauty they cast Life is good when the day involves passion Passion from your heart