Broken Sword

Deeply embedded into the throbbing beating of our hearts, 

the explosive life energy that gave rise to our universe.

It is the creative energy that will not permit anything,

less than imprinting its inevitability on the universe's fundamental fabric.

In the struggling heart's beats, the vestiges of the explosive resolve that created this cosmos may still be found.

Before the beginning of formation and differentiation of all the stuff in our universe,

the exploding creative determination manifested itself as unbelievable shaking power.

In the fighters' unflinching persistence during the never-ending struggle,

its undeniable remnants may still be seen,

where they always fight against their flaws on a long path towards perfection.

The holy grail of perfection which is entrenched in the deepest roots of our inherent untapped potential,

that runs rampantly through our veins.

Whenever their willpower's volcano explosion erupts and spews lava over the horizon,

the unyielding spiritual fire of their unshakeable determination propels their unwavering feet down the burning paths.

They rush with all their might towards the perfectionist's dream,

which is usually housed in a tower of a heavily fortified castle,

surrounded by murky fast currents of frustration.

The fortress whose walls are teemed with armed archers,

who have mastered the art of firing despair's arrows into the hearts of every hopeful intruder.

Yet, the flaming heart never feels discouraged,

even in close combat with the guards with a broken sword,

or even with severely injured arms,

since the remnants of the explosive willpower that created the universe are still found in the striving heart's pulses,

and whenever their physical body says, Stop!

the explosive life energy always cries, Never!