Passion

Like lightning,
A beauty which links Earth to
Heaven…
Alas also blinding us.

It takes no account of time;
Marks no hours or minutes.
It makes its own calendar…
Has ways and beliefs peculiar to itself.

Its very nature is
Raw, uncontrolled emotion,
Enticing us to prey upon
Forces of reflective power –
Thus strengthening us in
Our pursuits.

Man is only truly great when
He acts from
The passions;
Never irresistible but when
He appeals to
The imagination.