Patrick Ward words, code, and music

All Is Love

It’s a short one tonight, but not for lack of words. They just needed to come out in verse, that’s all.

All Is Love

I sought a sign to understand
The frailties that exist within,
To glom some faery fortune's dream
Upon my dreary listless hands.

A cup I drew, an ace of one,
Abundance of some cosmic wind,
That pours into an endless stream
Upon this sullen, seeking son.

Embrace, it said, for all is love.
To each and all approach with grins,
That all may bind with fragrant seams,
The Love that falls from high above.

~ Patrick