Why I love you think from on high
Was known prior what thoughts we'd try
Still deemed viable, and so made part
The option to not, goes against smart
Seeing you were loved, so I only can too
Think one to be evil, makes another tru
As you create His balance makes pairs
This universe bad and good shares
Alone realize I this rule unseen
Aloud been said "nothing is unclean"
Remove all darkness out from the heart
Follows Light & fond love of works art
original poem by,
Michael D Arkangel
written 29MAY04
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