Pain and love are at one with the heart, just as a poet and their words are one at spirit Each, from a divorce of such bitter pastimes to become one with one another, in mind and in soul
The heart craves love, just as a poet craves a pencil and a paper at every moment of the day
To crave one another, is to build a kingdom built on love and the powers of a dark past To only be virtuous in the world, to have the eyes yearn for the heart, just as a poet looks in others for inspiration
For their eyes to meet words, just as the heart meets another and often, to be rooted in each other, such a beautiful prose
Pain and love are at one with the heart, just as a poet and their words are one at spirit Each from the darkest realms of life, only to be joined to form a brighter road.