When it is impossible to connect
Can we ever forget
The love hidden in the dark
Which is only a spark
And which can never regret?
It is a statement of heart
From which we never depart
But our consequence brings
Many a chain reaction of things
To enlighten and swing
Dark matter which stings.
It is a pattern without wings.
Never cling
To the destruction of these things.
It is the word that brings to light
Every harbour and jurisdiction which is right
We are in Essence, the proverbial might
Which sets things right;
Go for the gold
And forget to hold
The strings of spite.
Then you will escape the dark places of the night.