A brief tear in time
let seep in a whine
enamouring the soul.
Couldn’t be mended
left unattended.
What a world it shall be.
Left us forsaken . . .
with sin we’re taken.
Only He can redeem.
Chaos silences
our revelations.
We meander onward.
The tears tear us
in two halves, not one . . .
and love has come unspun.