Philosophical

The internalization of output supersedes the latter 
Though a man would beg the argument by lesser means logical 
The corner stone of the issue lies behind a door 
Address the matter only the rational may beg of understanding 
Hoard the matrices glistering of brilliant determinants 
Serial the resulting clicks - nothing in the face of reflection 
Sweep the clouds on rain cascades in waves across the land 
Looking at none of the components on their own 
This is what turns in this place, came to love once 
In an offering innocent 
In the face of unimaginable terror and horror 
To love then, the love which is you 
So that we may love then to love in turn 
Always

You