The Will Of The Soul
Life was created in perfect balance;
to maintain an equilibrium;
good and evil; lay beyond a valance;
to last several millennium.
One kingdom was above; others, below;
love was the perfect creation;
prodigals were cast down, to grow;
love is the eternal foundation.
Love cannot exist without any pain;
it must stand the test of time;
only when tested, is love germane;
otherwise; it’s merely sublime.
Love, without pain, is only lust;
soon to be a part of your past;
only from pain can you have trust;
without pain; love cannot last.
Some loves bring too much pain;
sometimes, pain must cease;
constant conflicts; don’t bring gain;
true love must bring peace;
Love can endure without any pain;
separation can tear love apart;
temporary sorrow still brings gain;
when two share the same heart.
Levels of love must be measured;
since love becomes in control;
the one we love; must be treasured;
to love is the will of the soul,
Monty 6.12.26. # 3,365