I Know Now How Love Learns -
I deserve to know the blueprints of my eyes...
You deserve to know why the rose dies...
I want to know God's compromise...
You shall know how Love writhes...
Your eyes were designed to see death...
I see the world, I see life, I taste breath...
You see suffering, you taste soul falleth...
I witness love wonderful, I feel God speaketh...
You mistaketh moments, for Eternity's birth,
You confuseth care, for justice calleth...
Do my eyes lieth, teach the Devil's spelleth...
Your eyes dreams distorteth,
they corrupteth what your heart seeketh...
Why must the rose dieth...
So to live truth pureth...
What truth does the rose liveth...
All that cometh in the Shadow, expresseth in the Shadow, of the Shadow passeth...
God's compromise your eyes spilleth,
revealeth risk righteous...
God gambled with the grave, to spawn spirit, to sow soul rebellious...
God fell for Freedom, shattered Itself for the stars, for the sake of raw consciousness...
What does God searcheth for, does God great pain possess...?
God seeketh heat in ice, pursueth pain in living purpose...
Is God the Architect of Good and Evil consequence...?
God is wise and weeping wilderness,
the lust of creative intelligence...
God compromised His eternal innocence...?
God became a diamonded metamorphosis,
panoramic pulse in prowling permanence...
Does Love not make life real...
Death makes life real, as love makes you feel,
so too, death be your soul's appeal
for self sacrificing survival,
to endure the relentless ritual of mind vital...
Is Love a prisoner of prophecy unlawful...
Love is captive of a curse called carnal,
You see, Love is a procreative energy primal,
flesh fanging nerves of the physical,
exhilaration of ego inflamed emotional,
atomic sparks splicing matrix mental...
My heart is designed to see Life total,
I am a fire fed by faith phenomenal...
Take me, to where Love learns no more
of suffering heartbeats sore,
to where the sky wants no more of thunder galore...
I can not take you to where God need not explore...
J.A.B. 03-12-2025
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Justin Bordner
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