I feel You in the Mind's Eye that Soars across the Fields of Time.
Where you are my Rhyme.
Our separation in these Lands of our Mother's hands,
Creation Herself,
blessed us to be stealth in a Time of no wealth.
Separated to become Our whole,
my Twin Souls Call sings to what you stole,
my life.
Back-Away from this turbulent display
of violent repair to become what you would never dare,
the answer to Where?
I say, "Know."
Creation,
our Mother,
split at the biggest explosion but never quit,
the birth of Two,
to Keep her,
as One,
in what cannot be a Begin,
for you have sinned in this....
... The Continue...
Our Begin!!
to state so plainly...,
the interest in,
your life, my friend.
..~..
to state so plainly...,
the interest in,
your life, my friend.
..~..