Is it the flame of love that I caught with fire resistant gloves?
Or it's the seven hells that burnt my soul,spirit and body and broke them into many different halves?
Is it insecurity to fear the contact of love with our dearly innocent souls?
Or it is wisdom to discern element that burns our souls like our bodies are made of red-hot burning coals?
I believe in love,although many have died because of it,
I still belive in love although our dear savior died under its influence.
Our souls in contact with love,
Is akin to the convergence of fire and ice,
No fire nor ice remains at end of this contact,
Our souls seem to perish with the essence of love,
So does the concept of love continue to change,
Like the ice that now is water because of the fire!
©karel
K