Rising slowly as a new dawn on a distant horizon
As a splendid phoenix out of the ashes reborn
As the cool spring air wafts gently through the dark leaves after a rain shower
So he regains new life…new energy…reclaims new passion
To the former things he must no longer cling
No longer remain ensnared by the wiles of past love
Forward he must strive…onward he must go…
If he wants to live again…to breathe again…
Without love, we mortals merely exist
But it is with love, that we truly live life…
Like the very air that rushes though my lungs
Or the searing hot blood coarsing through my veins
So does vital love flow through my heart
One can never comprehend love’s hidden sibling…hurt
For to embrace one is to embrace the other unknowingly even at times
Yet to experience the bliss of true love is worth it all
No…he whose heart has been spurned by the one he cherished
Must not give up on love’s calling…not surrender to the desire
To abandon love for trifle pleasures
But he should be heartened to pursue love greater
Not forgetting all that he has lost…
He rather clearly sees all that he has to gain in at all…
It spurs him onward…forward…
Trudging new paths out in the name of love
Love such a beautifully ironic thing at times
Love she is like life…The twain go hand in hand
Time has mended what nights of broken tears could not so easily
I hear her calling my name
Love she beckons me…telling me love is for those who choose to pursue her
Not for weak of heart or fools with no courage
I am strong…
The heart that beats within me beats out this message to me
I hear it as it resonates in my chest
Love…
Life…
Live…
Love…

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