The Power of Love
The shimmer on the water,
rolls back consciousness,
to once more question its
reality. The Arch Defender
provides the platform of
Pure Virtue, untouchable,
The Good must overcome.
Darkness with its conscripted
power, leads with diamond
inclusions and splintered
starlight. Soon the shine is
dulled, the beautiful hand
shrivels, to hold but the
dust of temporal matter,
True light is love laden,
ancient energy from the
original source, the one
that has created something
from nothing, although I
wouldn't call Love...nothing!
Love cannot be held,
yet rules the whole human race...
and worth dying for!
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