The Love of the Love Within

The time is right for infusion

out of the darkest of nights

which are only suspended

in the waking moments

Of truth that are about to unfold

Truth and darkness are opposites of nemesis

That arise in periods of deep introspection

Unto the meaning of life and love

Of which all of existence is founded upon

And aspires to return unto

What is the meaning of existence

Without love

and the breath from which it unfolds?

Love is the center of existence

And all that is and all that ever shall be

As for not for love

There is nothing left

Other than pure utter emptiness

Of which the darkest of truths unfold

In an unfeeling story of demise

This is a place

where the darkest of truths have unfolded

Only to teach those who are in the truth

The meaning of love in its purity

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