The lovers share their moment of clarity
but the moment is not well received.
The onlooker is a jealous mute
she feels as though she's been thieved.
The storm clouds gather up ahead,
the flood waters they will bring.
Tears of sorrow will seem to bring the end.
Though through cleansing pain, the heart will again sing.
The Goddess of Destruction will strike again
with her fires which burn off decay.
New life and new love is set forth
in a cycle of change for a fresh day.
The seasons of the isolation
in a constant state of renewal.
Sparks of inspiration and energy
abound with love as her fuel.
And so the current moment is best appreciated
for it will not remain for long.
The gifts of the darkness long to be seen
in it' own quiet song.
The god of love and creation works seemingly in mysterious ways,
yet within the eye of the storm our consciousness is focused and energy invested.
With this transformative intention energy becomes matter...
and love manifested.
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