Second Chance

Why, after having suffered a fall down this mundane plane
My chances of being in a state of gain
My hopes of even wishing to be arisen
Were more than inexistent!

But then, the power of love does be so grand
Reminded was I, of how much I do mean
To the one I have always been in love with
The one because of whom I had always been in a state of grieve

Yes, a second chance was I offered
A second chance which made me content
A second chance imbibed with hues so deeply colored
That to it and to its strange force, I surrendered

Love does be a blessing
Love does be the force behind one's inner strength
Love does make one feel so at ease
Love does even cure any sort of ailing

Love has become my faith
Or should I say, my faith did turn into love
Now, a floating spirit I have become, free and wild
Letting myself be blown whichever way does go the summery breeze

I did choose another route
I did think of my own pain as being so acute
As to forsake love, as to forsake solace
Wanting to build for myself, another castle, even if were out of place

But Love wanted me back
Love offered me a second chance
Or should I say, I gave love another chance
Whichever, it matters not, for it is a love which does be reciprocated

Pray, this life does revolve on uncertainty
It is laden with misery and relies on pity
Love graces it, I shall accept this second chance
I shall make of it, the tune on which I shall always dance

Always, as long as I do breathe
Always, as long as I shall live
Pray, love does be my savior
Love does be my caring gardener!

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