God alone created the dichotomy,
Between tragedy and beauty.
If we ever fight my love,
I promise that afterwards,
We will lay down somewhere in the middle ground
And make peace in that place
With the highest form of justice,
The love of the One who made us.
Then afterwards we will renew ourselves
Borne up from the love between us.
Then there could be no more war,
For we have both pledged ourselves
To the One we adore.
(© Copyright Pola Negri, 21/06/2017.)