Loves Magic Powers
In a time of bad conditions; you can hear it in the air;
And there’s a feeling of being emptied that leaves a hollowness in the soul.
In those winds of stolen time blow the sounds of constant denial;
And with them lies a continual fear of being unsafe.
And always to the one who is often denied most; cone the outcries for mercy;
And their tears come as if presented as a down payment towards a guarantee.
But death often lurks in the lonely corners of the unused mind;
And enjoys a position overstated for merely that of one performing an errand.
And the messengers of the good news require their commitments from the stricken;
But the answer is love; if you love and are loved then you are blessed.
And the worry fills the lighted room where love has gathered round;
And they call out names and places to fill the room with sound.
Many days will the sun rise and fall on those who are in the family of love;
And patriarchs will sit at tables to dine and give thanks for their enjoyments.
He who circles the outer edges of the nucleus has his special mirrors;
And when asked of them their answers are; for now there is no feeling of separations.
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