"Joy I Owe"

Wrath and serenity, 
And each contrasting entity,
Outlasting the deity, 
And ascending the unknown, 
And befriending loss
The temporality that flows, 
Blending every word, 
From a mindful mortality, 
Into infinity 
And before the words are uttered 
I question whether I'm willing 
Of if I even want to return 
To the fires that require 
Every inch of my soul 
Sin will ever harm the whole 
If all my words are now null 
For there is still suffering 
For all the joy I owe