THE VIOLENCE OF LOVE

THE VIOLENCE OF LOVE

by Ayo Ayoola

Harmony sticks to the whole

Harmony sticks to everything

where night doesn’t fall.

Life’s morning touches the sky where all souls are temples.

Where all souls’ music is jeweled with joy

all hearts are perfumed flowers touched beneath

a wilderness of humanness.

A vine and flower in sunshine where eager winds kiss every sail

Harmony sticks to the whole

Harmony sticks to everything

where night doesn’t fall.

The dawn rises from the violence of love,

the violence of brotherhood,

the violence that explodes storms

as the moon veiled her light

all minds fill the golden dawning.  All souls complete.

©ayo ayoola-amale  2015

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