STRUGGLE

I see the wariness in your eyes.

I see the sinking of your spirit
as though it has been dragged
to edge of the earth

and cannot go even one step further.

Any worthy work of love, like art

carries the struggle of its creator
embedded within it.

From our deepest wells we
cast our most powerful spells.

That burning gold of truthfulness

is the only thing that can
really reach and move us.

STRUGGLE

I see the wariness in your eyes.

I see the sinking of your spirit as though it has been dragged to edge of the earth

and cannot go even one step further.

Any worthy work of love, like art

carries the struggle of its creator embedded within it.

From our deepest wells we cast our most powerful spells.

That burning gold of truthfulness

is the only thing that can really reach and move us.