Dedicated to my mother: her first name meant victory




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The birth of victory is transition
An imaginery outcome, a driving force
The desired state of mind
Until
The death of victory which is not defeat
Merely a sign of better days to come
As long as you want to
Find refuge in your defeat Take time to learn
Defeat is a teacher if you are informed 
Disobey those that want you to keep being their
winner that is what the ghost of victory will teach you
"Omnia vincit amor et nos cedamus amori" 
("Love conquers all; let us all yield to love!")

Profane love is an unbreakable bond
Sacred love is freedom, a state of being
"All that exists: sang the beauty of all existence"


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Source unknown: "All that exists: sang the beauty of all existence"
Line from Virgil's Eclogues X.69:
"Omnia vincit amor et nos cedamus amori" 
("Love conquers all; let us all yield to love!")






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Written on 2014-09-13 at 16:39

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
I can't say anything... I can only send *hugs* your way, chère amie... this to me is very touching...
2014-09-15


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Your mother must be so proud of you! This is so passionate and loving and brave and beautiful!
2014-09-13