Love Poems - A piece of string, strength of rope

A myriad of falls, fellow ringer’s sing a song,
the blind man sees, the dead man cries,
our wonderful world, in “Truth’s” ultimate vision.
A mental note of the dead man’s life, calls forth the breath of love’s integrity,
her unlawful strength, and the blind man’s eyes, fixed together with a length of rope.
A nursling gives, a giver gets, a lowly soul brings upon his death,
their eyes made from the dew of due, person’s zenith, a complex process which never lies.