To truly become content with life,

Is to resolve all strife,

But to resolve all strife,

One must get away from life.

It is hard to do,

Such is true.

For the moment you seek,

Is that of the utmost unique.

This need is not of possession,

But that of an obsession.

Thus the libido from the soul,

Will create a vehement pull.

Thus will be a flying dove,

An angel sent from above.

Your eyes will open and begin to see,

That for which you came to be.

To obtain that which you desire,

Continue to fight and never retire.

You cannot gain this such passion,

Through any sort of new age fashion.

Nor will you reach any such bliss,

If dreams you easily dismiss.

But if indeed you do all that is of virtue,

And you�ve done all that is honest and true,

Then fate be with you,

And nothing will be to do.

For a connection of two souls,

Will eliminate all logical rules.

As you embrace this dream you�ve found,

Remember your heart by which you are thus bound.

For in the midst of confusion,

The whole world is these two hearts exclusion.

Then to you that God may bless,

Will come a sudden caress.

With this moment of true peace,