Love Prevails Poem by DM W

Love Prevails



In each slow, tortured century,
Of the poets' sowing & reaping,
Love's pure light is the guiding force.
It connects rusted, darkened fragments.
Although bright, youthful dreams descend
Into self destruction, Love prevails.
It heals crude hearts that have turned to ice.
It soars above the abyss of nightmares.

Friday, May 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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