The Love of Andrial

It is in life, that we find the sorrow upon the brow of remembrance,
and in life, we find all that is remiss upon the depths of the Heart.
It is in life, that we find the remembrance upon the depths of love,
and in that life, we find sorrow upon the hollows of our bones.

It is in life, that we find a star in the sky,
and in this life, we find the stars in the blue of night.
What is mine, is yours, my sweet love
and what is yours, is mine with sweet love in mystery.

What is love, if not for love itself?
What is love, if not for sorrow itself?
What is night, if not for the clear blue skies?
What is love, if not for the clear in my eye?

In life, we find all that is neat in the sky above
and in life, we find all the sky blue in night.
In life, we find all that is new and in the clearest sight
we find a clear blue night in the desert sky.

All Praise be to the Father of Heaven and the sweetness of the Angels in me.