Deviation Actions
Literature Text
“You can do this,” breathes the wind. “In your soul, a star glows brighter than the sun. Your love is like none other.”
“Never mind.
I can't love.
The heat from the star burned away my feelings.”
“Love is eternal”, whispered the sun's sweet voice. “Even mine has not been incinerated. Passion is immortal, and it cannot be stopped.”
“There is nothing I can feel passionate about. In it's desperate escape, the fire within me suffocated, transforming my eyes to ashes; I can no longer see, nor sense anything. As those pitiful piles smoke to relieve the pain, the oxygen transformed my frustration into heavy tears, mixed with blood.”
“Your cheeks are a riverbed”, the shadows whisper as they envelop, knowing the protection sought. “Is that a bad thing? You still feel. A light shines within you, illuminated by your very soul, and coexists with your rivers; nothing can be quenched, nor evaporated. It feels like destruction, but you are at peace. Your soul is another world, and though you sense a war within it, it is only the thriving of life within. . . Your beautiful life.
And I will always listen, and I will always be here to protect you.”
Would you say this is poetry or prose?