Reborn To Love's Super, Superiority Poem by Michael Gale

Reborn to love's superiority while
flying high in a glad filled force field
of the heart, to never be penetrated
by sadness farewelled!

Alas great light to Thy heart
wrenched tight...
To Thy eyes bid good news
in beat this happy night.

For into this darkened yet now newly lit site...
Into This wholesome and reassembled night.

Love hath now spoken...
Finally as like a titanium
chain, strongly unbroken.

Be this chamber of happiness and gladness...
To forever drift into this night of craziness, plus sadness.

Beckoned forth as into the once, lonely night....
Only partially aware of, infer tiled, heart aching-fright!

Be as emblazoned as grief encapsulated, that fight...
Beyond all help and hopeless flight.

Escape the heart ached light....
Into the torrential flood gates of bright
initialed, plight.

We will have no recourse, but to dredge
on into this unyielding flash of, light...
Ever so brightest this pained filled night.

Hence forth the smirk turned tail...
Only to at last to Thee, wail Thee, swell!

Hearken to Thy darkest black sight....
Forever to sniff the arid laid night.

Pain wracked flesh flit to a fiery pain...
Ne'er to gain an advantageous plane.

Always N' forever as ever This pained, aching carcass...
Truest the Druid and linguistic, fluid, mark Us.

In Thy reddest blood that dripped, Thy,
wettest, yet, reddest red-dead...
Into Thy chamber's spread throughout,
As in likewise, this final, arid dry-drought.

No more torture of the heart...
Forever bled, completeness all emptied-depart.