Down to its everlasting breath will of, thy love is all thy care and will to comprehend or create. Authentic are these words, the message so dear, soon to all, will of; to will become all so clear and sincere.
As a poet; thy creation lie not in what is to fear, but all in freedom thy willed no fear.
Freedom must be dear to me, it is all in the words clear to me, for this is real to me, and will of to me. Wise are the words of truths but mind; truths are only half truths hidden in a will of Fool’s word play.
Wise to pay attention to the nature of the world and the world at nature, because thy willed comprehension and creation.
Even in words not spoken or unwritten, poetry make use of will with willed cleverness, why obey.
Life is Limitless, only did death betray.
Fear no evil for thy will, thy love, thy freedom is thy soul’s will at play; willed of mind, pure righteousness.
We speak of meaning by what may thy know of will in meaning, thy willed knowing and understanding in sense’s will of being. To deep, all for to great, be of the life you care or dear to be will of; live, love, and create.
The poetry in creating manifest willed humanity, immortality for thy words written in will of willed memory last far ever, infinity.
It is something that only great minds care or dear to comprehend or fathom, so in soul transcending to the knowing, and unknowing with the at most will of simplicity.
Do all what you willed, for thy soul is will’s way, may written words inspire all in thy heart’s deepest desires.
It is something to be lost but never forgotten; for will of are showing guidance.
What is poetry must thy say, go forth see in will of life, that in life willed of, be that of poetry.