Wild Love Poem by Courage Ghandih

What reason justifies our continuing existence daily? What power powers the energy of the Great old Sun of Earth to arise and shine bright daily? What keeps the waves of the seas from breaking it's bounds and disobey like everyone else? Daily? My body is old and weary of stress, the child that dwells within me is young and wild searching for wild adventure. I'm tired on the outside but restless desperation eats me from within. They say that someday when dawn sleep past her wake and the cheerful morning sun in his path is late to you awake. One can hear voices of long dead ones they knew some past days.The darkness is cold and rather unusually very long when your dawn awaits, then the grim reaper awakes, with his dreaded toy. I hear voices of transiting souls of sheol, whisper saying lo, When it comes you begin to think like a boy, behold, Old lonely heart within the chest dies out, consumed by its unwholesome carnal desires. Suddenly like a tree in a storm, the steadfast winds of adversity blows then ur hidden roots shall be discovered. Alas this primitive pottery called body, suffers a crack when the golden bowls of clay tilts after the silver chord breaks above the spinal chord. Then the child(soul) within leaks like water thru a broken cistern.I found answers by Wisdoms' counsel that LOVE rose the sun daily and powers it! I found LOVE to be the force that blocked the waves from flooding civilization! Thus confused as i am I found freedom in LOVE!