Pain Constant.

In love the sky told fables
In tattered chalky clouds
In love the lake resonated
In ripples far and loud
In love there were the butterflies
And in love the rains.
In love the treasured rainbows
And in love the pains.

 

Without love the sky all sallow
And the lake a dead kill.
No butterflies dance the love song trance
Only the boring moths still.
No love and the rain it pinches
And urges you to cry
The rainbows all forgotten
And pains proclaim the cry.

Pain forever accompanying
The happy and the weak
Pain the only constant
In solitude and in the beat.
Pain, O pain, the virtuous
The greatest friend there ever will be.
Id never wish for love or hate,
And shall only summon for thee.