The will*
I ponder all that's happened one more time
The depths of view and meaning in the rhyme
As all my worlds begins to break apart
In final sum of visions of the heart
Love becomes a power on its own
Ferocious, fundamental cornerstone
It breaks upon the world in undertone
Removing all the angst the wind has blown
To wash upon the sands of distant shores
As meaning of all life it underscores
To wash away the contretemps of ill
That compromise intentions of the will
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