When the Sun Sets

When the sun sets and darkness falls.
At a time where the stars refuse to shine at night.
When only silence and shadows rule,
Be my light and bring me serenity.

When the clouds roll in and the sky howls.
At a time where the rain refuses to stop.
When only thunder and lightning rule,
Be my sight and grant me clarity.

When the earth shakes and the fires consume all.
At a time where the lands refuse to yield life.
When only calamity and pain rule,
Be my might and award me comfort.

When the it all ends and nothing remains.
At the moment where only time moves forward.
When we return to the vastness of space and emptiness rules.
Be there with me to see eternity.

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What

What is it when love is not enough to give?

After I’ve given my time, and have little enough for myself to live?
What is it when these eyes shed more than just little tears?
With the pouring oceans, representing my nightmares and fears.
What is a held hand, in the endless story of letting go?
Just a weak symbol, something as fleeting as the Spring’s snow?
What to give to when the rivers run dry?
Is it the soul? The weakening look in my eye?
Will that be enough when I draw lest breath and die?
Where do I find it?
How do I get it?
What is it, when the colossal effort is just too small?
After a tireless fight, after I gave it my all?
What is it, that thing I’ve forgotten?
That thing I’ve search for, ignoring whatever the cost?
For everything that’s slipped away, and all I’ve lost?
What isn’t, when it’s just not enough?
What is that thing when I’m filled with weakness, but pretend I’m tough?
Where do I find it?
Does it exist ?
What is when love is not enough?
What is the price? Is it too steep?
Where is that thing, the jewel I’m forbidden to touch?
How do I grab it?
How do I hide it away?
I need to know before my final day.

The Devoted

Unturned, unshaken and unmoved.
Through all things, my will has proved, an undying devotion.
Rooted in, and planted down.
No matter how many smiles and frowns, my soul does not move around.
Beyond the rage, beyond the sorrows, and threats of hate.
Through all those things, my will has proved my fate, an infinite devotion.
No ails, no afflictions too great,
These knees do not bend, and with it a loyalty that does not end.
Regardless of storms, and the earthquakes that try to shake me. Through it all, one thing will forever and always be, my devotion is both abundant and free.
I am The Devoted, the purest expression of unity.

—To my greatest friend.