Brave soul, on a journey to the place where the heart will find those things of which it is most fond, how that journey does begin.
These words dare not be indication of a life absent of all malice or sin but a reflection of what is perceived through the mind's eye.
Kind soul that touches with its resident beauty and compassion, resplendent, how you inspire! Thou does force me to look within self with all consuming fire.
How has a heart like yours been secreted away for so long? Why has it not already been grasped by one who has sought his love? I know not the answers to such questions...yet, once again thou hast inspired me to revisit things past.
