A GOLDEN TALE

You are my calm; my sedative.
The roof can come crashing down
and in the midst of all the turmoil,
my heart stops it's static rhythm.

It is only a half truth-
"Every cloud has its silver lining."

You have lowered your bridge for me.
When I run into you,
I discover a city of gold
surrounded by a fortress wall,
a hundred feet high and thirty-seven feet thick.

Inside is a world where frustration and anger
are the highest laws broken. There is no murder.
No act of killing someone off, especially in the heart.

The ruler of this city is a created courageous being.
She rules with the iron hand of love
and does not deviate from it.

She loves unconditionally and never fears;
for she is love and knows no other way.
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Published on October 17, 2013 16:15
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