Wandering grass contradicts life,
the unknown path of one\'s wife.
Will love be forgiven,
even when you must give in?
Face the truth that’s spoken,
whether or not you end up broken.
Yet, is love a challenge to face yourself?
In which it uses the path of someone else?
Romance, maybe, is the sparkle of joy,
sprinkled on top of a hill in a void.
In honest light,
love is a fight…
and it’s fought by those
who truly seek life.