• neela_niyor 23w

    God is love

    Mourning their fate of love
    Their love is dying they say
    Foolish lovers I say
    It is their fate they mourn
    Their melted dreams perhaps
    For love has no fate
    The only constant we know

    Apes, volcanoes, dinosaurs
    And the Fancy greeks
    Through the wars and revolution
    To to the modern times
    With it’s magical cloak
    Through time and space
    Human, animals and machines
    Traversing all lands unknown
    Is it love or is it God
    For we yearn love and not God
    For it surrounds us all
    Or run through our veins
    The only constant we know.