Basking In A Wonderous Embrace

In the embrace of a king to his son, there are no other things that may maintain the same significance as the sweet hold drowns out the cold worldly clutch,

A child gripping the finger of its father will linger to be the glimmer in his life, such delight will purge any dark night,

A broken life with pure lament will find their sense of bliss augment

Despite the tarnished souls, such an embrace will cease the dispace and raise beautiful tapestries and garnish the souls with love and grace