A celestial mass,
Incumbent upon it’s equal
Flourishes in a conclave of unity.
The essence of the moment
Caught in the euthanasia of bitter hostility.
For a time,
All is calm,
The silence euphoric.
Suddenly an explosion rocks our world.
Then a parting of the unity,
Yet they remain forever joined by the spirit within.
The conclave at an abrupt end,
The celestial mass released.
The time to escape has arrived,
Yet their soul’s remain cultivated in the warm covers,
And love begins to grow.