And the gods understood love

 

 

He was a murderer of hallucinations

He distorted the wise man’s stipulations

Inevitably his life had a remarkable emptiness

And iron could not destroy his hardness

He kissed, he loved but he died

He then became part of what he lied

Sorry was the name of his household

And no one knew if he was a mouse or a toad

But surprisingly the gods understood love

 

Somewhere a wind roared

Only taking command from its lord

It produced a sound so crisp

That it scared the borders it had to leap

It started from nowhere

But was heading somewhere

Everyday it practices the ideology of waving

Before it fulfills a prophecy of fading

And the gods tried to understand love

 

Two strangers met in a park

And they confessed it was all luck

An hour later they were in love

And made up shapes they could not carve

But a day later their love was starving

Only fate knew what happened to their loving

They could have married in a chapel

And have happiness they could marvel

And the gods could not understand love

 

The morning sun rose

As if it was somehow by force

Birds sang for the sun

But winds sang for fun

The gods then became aware

Of the things they made rare

They cried out aloud

And only their creation knew they were proud

And the gods understood love.