Iron Anthem

In the realm of hearts laid bare and souls untamed,

A void within, a longing,

aches unnamed,

Yet fear not the abyss,

let it gently part,

For love's embrace

can mend the wounded heart.

In search of that missing piece,

we often roam, Through countless realms,

in quest of a home,

But rushing into love,

without thought or care,

Can deepen wounds, leaving us ensnared.

Let patience be your guide,

and hope laid low,

For when you cease the frantic,

endless woe,

In the quiet moments,

unexpected and unknown, Love finds you,

like a whisper in the breeze,

it's shown.

So let the emptiness be,

a canvas

to explore,

With open hearts,

new possibilities implore, In unforeseen places,

love's sweet seed may sow,

When you stop seeking,

it's then, it begins to glow.

(it begins to glow)