SmartTart

In a western temple measured in gold A day before independence was the start of your hold Yet not even then the age of single score Though sense of my soul told me our future was more That somewhere in time and other place Forever from then our lives would inextricably lace. Visions changed by the passion of lovers Paradigms shifted by enemies, aspirations from others Joined by gifts, perhaps not by our choice And even through distance no escaping an inner voice Still singing the psalm of destined unity Our energy shall fuse, from chaos create our certainty. So before all of this is ripe to transpire I will again watch your enthu