Blossoming
I chose to leave my self built sanctuary
For the Goddess of Life's temptations
I knew that life out rhymed with misery
Yet, I chose to follow my heart's ambitions!
Pray, Life I saw, was made of constant change
So much that one day becomes a night
Why, humans are subject to whims of age
Existence has a most sorrowful plight!
I turned around and did see my shelter
But I could help not, my heart was adamant
It would beat on, even amidst disaster
Why, of life, it has become expectant!
Pray, if the world is truly as it is
I hope my heart will meet not with disease!
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