A Love Song

Your will,
to be embraced
within the passages
of time,
yet you negate
infinity within.
Release the
notion that
to be the
one necessity,
you must be
loved as
others see.

The love
within is
all there
is.
You yield to
your imprisoned
song
when you
release reality
within the
sands of
morn.

You are love.
No more to
seek.
Freedom’s song
lives in
you now.
As always
does the
eagle soar,
so too does
your visionary
star.

Look no further
than yourself,
and then
love appears
amidst your
days, throughout
your nights,
between your
enemies and
tears.

Revel in what
in you grows
each time
you choose
to give it
pure,
and then no
longer will
you want
to be what
your conception
rules.

You are love
within the now.
You were love
within your then.
Love is what
your path
becomes.
Love, your
destined end.

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