TheTruth-

Sing the forgotten words to you,
they had solemnly vowed to deliver anew.
Detached and riveting is your conversation,
you necessitate hearkening and fixation.

Love for all that shines.

You round them up and ascertain the suit,
to discover the gray beneath the blue.
Might your confabulation lead to zeal,
you aspire and wish to just feel.

Love for all that radiates.

Planets in the sky towards you have inclination,
surrender their light to gain your adulation.
What must be, be it so when you entreat,
for life always hands you another blank sheet.

Love for all that matters.
And Love for all that changes.