The Violet Sky

As we lay here under the glittering moonlit sky, under the lights of the past and between the flora of which we come, I wonder about the origins of conflict.

Why cannot they look as we do?

Why cannot they see?

With you in my embrace, how could I see anything other than love?

The ties that bind are greater than the points that break.

When logic and knowledge die, ignorance and strife will reign.

War comes, but not one of bloodshed.

Enemies of thought will be challenged, and together we will survive.

We are not alone, and others will be gathered.

So as we lay here under the sparkling violet sky, under the illumination of ages lost, and between the fauna from which we return, I wonder what the dawn shall bring.

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