It originates in the heavens
In the palm of a deity
Vibrant, electrifying
Bubbling with incredible energy

When it strikes
It is no ordinary event
It changes you completely
You are not the same person anymore

It sends shivers down your spine
Raises your hair on ends
Grabs a hold of all your emotions
Dumps them in one basket

It is frightening, terrifying
Yet equally majestic and captivating
It is deadly and powerful
Yet commonplace and beautiful

Her smile is a trip to heavens
Her laugh is paradise
Puts angels at sixes and sevens
The magic in her eyes

Without her around
The house is grim, dark and lonely
Completely silent save for only
The heavy breaths emanating from my chest
It’s like the cold hands of sorrow
With no choice but to borrow
Desolation on some wicked curse’s behest
Have come to settle in this nest

When she steps in through the door
A surge of light carrying madness
Bursts and drives away the sadness
Filling the house with smiles, laughter and song
What was once a haunted dome
Has transformed into a lovely home
With flowers of joy planted where they belong
Nothing then could ever go wrong

Which you cradle
In your hand
When you pull
The strings with
Your soft fingers
The melody fills
The atmosphere

Gently the music
Ignites the romance
Within your soul
Bringing out the
Hidden affections
That you no longer
Can control

The sun rises
The sun sets
We care not for
Its irresolution
When we become
Complete and one
We revel in our
Magnificence

Where smelly socks sit on the bed
On the floor’s an intricate trail
Of wrappers and crumbs of bread

Wet towels lie on the ebony couch
Flies zip around the sordid walls
On the formerly white pillow covers
Food stains establish their stalls

Red ants greet you in the morning
Wish you the best with a sting
They sit down on the dinner table
Next to you in the evening

Fresh air is on a suicide mission
When it happens to infiltrate
The interiors of the house only
To gasp, choke and suffocate

You tidy your hair with your hand
When you fail to locate your comb
You look around and heave a sigh
For the place you declare a home

Despite the drudgery and filth you
Know there is no exit door
If there was one, you’d likely axe it
This is all you want and more

Of a tree strong and mighty
Jump, jump, jump all you want
It always seems beyond your reach

Despair not, my friend
For it is a test
Of your willingness and commitment
Good things only come to those
Who persevere

Sure, you may give up on it
Turn your tail the other way
And remark – It must be sour

You are wrong if you think so
I am here to tell you that
No fruit of that tree is sour
Every slice of that ripened seed
Is worth savouring
Over and over again

If you plan to give up on it
Know this, my friend
You are giving up on
The greatest pleasure of your life
Nothing that you ever achieve
Nothing that you ever experience
Nothing that you ever taste
Will come remotely close

So buckle up and try harder
For if you truly give it a go
Either a ladder will magically appear
Or the branches will stoop just enough for you