On The Actions Of Love Alone Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Love, is calling me
as promised; not as yet
beneath self-destruction.
Pulling itself through this
universe, hiding for days' in
every tear of self-awareness that
tests those spiritually awakened, to
the legacy, of the universal family.
Watching and questioning each
hearts' truths, awaiting that
sensitivity beyond senses
enduring every night's
broken hell. Love, calling
out my fear to feel in control
of my will, to control the smiles
of that one being tested. The blinding
one, that offers a look inside of your soul.
You too have sensed this, you have seen and
felt this; you too, have experienced this cosmic
compassion. As you experience this humbling, you
will see that delusions cover the truth. Lies glossing
over the eyes. Blind resilience is not ignorance. Loud
grows the fleshiness of your decision of just whom it is
that rules upon the throne of love's intelligence. From
this fresh knowledge comes the key to heal a broken
natural heart. Wisdom, love, and soul reflect mercy and
kindness in all memories. Attracting each to learn the
purpose of love within, the purpose and the light in
moments spent in strength and willingness as
you come to know of your future. Do you
understand this is your sense of self?
Diamond underneath sense, ability, and
free will. That "eye" explains. One's comfort
stilled, one's soul is freed; three things your
third eye looks for in this world, as that hunting
lioness which makes judgement on the lost.
Love is that beg, for wisdom's mercy; for
a hope, for a virtue, for a humble charm
for a strong hearted free born spirit.
This based in an Angel's merciful action
to bestow on others unconditional love. This
love befitting your soul's sighs. Through your
eyes, can you see my heart or my wish for you?
You, are that choice, my pick, the gift for my
opened eyes. Alive and understanding, of
the kingdom which is full of chances
deserving of me, bestowed upon me; my
friend, my rock, my partnered warrioress; my
own desires won, on the actions of love alone.