The power of love is strange indeed
Sometimes it is giving and at times
It’s more than you need
But when it is gone and the nights grow cold
The power of love is there to scold
There to remind you of what life is
A beautiful phenomenon, for chaos and bliss
The power of love, is a hit or miss
A hit, a family, a community of loving beings
A miss, a sorrowful life without any joyful seeing
Just blind and deaf to the light of the world
The power of love faster that the whirl
Winds of change, from love to hate
Men have gone from reasoning to debate
Love and hate, the same power
What is a minute to an hour?
The same vibration
What is the only difference?
Your intention

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