People create new forms,
Intensity varries according to requirement.
Can we demand the stillness of strange waters?
Or command fire to stop consuming mortals?
I read in the Holy Book,of the Son of Man quelling the waters and silencing the winds that jolted the sea.
We read of,the three whom never burned in the furnace because of faith.
I'm mentally challenged trying to understand.
How strong,love can be sometimes.
Only when we love the good in us and in others.
Then,tend to envision some paradise unknown.
Our hearts fuse with the mind and an overwhelming might,to live amidst the troubles of 'Harmony' ,erupts.
Love disects into a hemisphere of some Holy water that acts like the mystical fountain of eternal life.
But that scares me sometimes.
For water...has three states and in this case,'Half-States'.
Liquid,aqueous and solid.
Swallow it,as the insightful thought sparks a flame.
Fiery love takes control,
That love accompanied by rage which fuels distraction and vaporises the serene love we knew.
A temperate metered and over expressed love that burns red,giving rise to orange embers that suffocate those around us.
Is that love human or supernatural?
For I see not beyond its core source,
My eyes are shut,so is the worlds' as we fail to live and love with equall measure.
So the two stato-spheres of Love,collide for once,
And...
End.
A medium in between them is formed.
End...
And.
Evol is there.
M.O.O aka C.
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