((Wow guys, I didn't think I was going to have so much trouble as I am. I don't seem to be as driven as I have before, So I apologize for the cynicism.))
Fields of Ash [Bradley]
I have such love in my heart
It's vast like the ocean and broad as the desert
It is in every way as viscious and cruel
And in every way as mysterious and beautiful.
And though I can liken it to these things with ease,
There is something these two vistas cannot be.
A landscape much harsher than either and yet;
one would never know what it had before been.
For just as my love expands and evolves and consumes,
That is as much as it destroys in it's wake;
for unlike a forest or swamp or a steppe
Ny love is as fields of ash.
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