Cosmos

Filth,
The energy of Satan!

My love crowds the galaxies of delight:
A man of space invites you,
A beleaguered friend causes the universe
To happen once and for all,
For love is the engineer of souls,
It causes us to accept creation
And the cosmos.

My creed is Love;
Whenever its flavour turns sour or sweet,
That is my solution,
My justice for all in Space.

poem by Naveed AkramReport problemRelated quotes
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