Then Heaven be Free
See me now, a vision nor ghost;
lively to be yet to boast:
A treasure above thus love.
Lively we are, to see yet to be
romantically entwined,
yet aligned
served with a purpose and not in fuss.
If we're to be, then heaven be free;
If we're not meant to live,
then our lives we proudly give.
Even so-on, 'gainst dawn;
forever wandering, forever pondering.
Who to say thus love,
dost not abide above,
but above abide thus love
and thus ends thy love.
-A.M. Snow
