Jul 2020
Love is a woven dichotomy
The sweetest of fruits and most merciless of storms
On the heart of each palm, pain-salted tears
we all have, share and hold
Under the and sun-kissed days
and moon-soul nights
We choose to maintain our stories
while fighting against the tyranny of life
and its harsh game of glass chess
For which none of us can truly escape
but play to soon become skilled against
Strife's master
So with scarred skin and wounded hearts,
We trudge through rings of Hell
for the mere test of Heaven on Earth
The ever beautiful dichotomy of love is something I always tend to ponder...
Stay safe and well, everyone!
Much love,
Lyn x
Stay safe and well, everyone!
Much love,
Lyn x
