07
Feb 11

Love

A father
Loves his son,
There’s nothing more to see.

A man
Keeps his promise,
All things are in harmony.

A child
Hears the truth,
The world is a symphony.

A triangle
Keeps the balance,
It forms a holy Trinity.

This island
Forms a bastion,
In a sea of profanity.

Come,
Take my hand,
Abandon your absurdity.

A minute,
An epoch,
Eons of endless eternity.

Rhythms,
Melodies,
All but one synchronicity.

One
Plus two,
The miracle comes in three.

The world
Is crucified
To the sacred ash tree.

Space,
Dot dot dot,
Canst thou but not see?

-IA…T