On the cusp of a divide Divided by the love I feel But the forgiveness Not ready to forgive How strong was he Who died with the crown of thorns Yet loved those who adourned His brow with pain I reach inside for strength But a weakness in sadness Prepares the disappointment That waits In this divide. Love the true way the deepest seeker Anger the pretender ready and willing to Promote its value when the currency is called Polarity at the edge the cusp of of the divide
Edited by - kumar ul islam on Jul 31 2015 4:14:54 PM
On the cusp
Posted - Jul 31 2015 : 3:57:37 PM
