Golden Chimes

Softly I turn to your eyes,
Burning with love...
How true this all feels,
Destined to do so much more.
A path from above awaits,
Talk of it does it no justice. 
To the pealing of golden chimes,
Alone I kneel, together we rise.

Justice

True light burns
Unbearable to unpure eyes
A cleansing fire of justice
Clearing the land of scurge
The waste is not neglected
It feeds the poor and forgotten
Who rise, phoenix-like
To govern the corrupt
And show by example
All are equal