----- Parallax -----
She should not rage who walks the Night,
with Passions stirred and Soul alight,
who walks the day with Heart astir,
To Serve her Lord who cannot bear,
The harsh light so unending there,
For yet her service - gifted Love,
the Loyalty of her heart Prove,
That Love's Unending Passion sees,
The Flight of Two Souls Celestine,
The Passions unknown to the herd, Who for description lack all word,
And yet mute witness there they are,
with no Respect and thus afar,
From Those Protecting while They're served,
Despite the folk in world absurd,
For that she serve Him willing thus,
Their Love unites Them, without fuss.
^Uyraell^
2/03/2007,
Feb, 3rd.
