love is a bird that spread its wings to fly
in a raging storm.
She considers the odds to the even but
She is never afraid to face the rain
Up in the air, she flies not caring the strokes
of the rain lashing on her feathers.
She knows it is the sacrifice she has to give
for true love to be abide.
Her strength is a kindled fire raging against
the wetness of the rain.
She could not feel the cold cos the fire in her devours the cold around.
that is the way love is, it holds no bounds
no chains till it conquers all
eventually, she endured till the rain subsided
and she ruled the sky.
never give up in true love.
it's fire cannot be extinguished
when we have the determination
to endure.
©elizabetha
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