We’ve been through trouble, turmoil, pain and woe.
Now here we are, and here is where we’ll stay.
As feelings and emotions ebb and flow,
Whatever comes, our love remains the same.
Life wraps us, unsuspecting in its game;
We try and learn to keep it in its place.
Our mirror must reflect love’s gentle face,
Regardless of the chaos all around.
We’re learning to create a sacred space,
Where e’er and always, love can still be found.
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Another dizain for
dVerse.
This is the sequel to
The Human Argument.
Mystical Strings 
I like that sacred space where love can be found.
Tender and lovely dizain, Dr. Grimes. Keeping the love’s gentle mirror face so wise.
Oh, nice sequel!
Interesting how pronunciation can dictate syllable count. (We may all speak English, but WHERE we speak it has an influence.) I am used to thinking of ‘toil’ as one syllable, but indeed it is often pronounced as two, even here, so I’ll allow that.
Rosemary, you’re right about pronunciation. I changed toil to turmoil for better flow. Thank you!
Nice dizain CRYSTAL. Well written, excellent read. gentle…