Mad Love

Mad love comes,
It flows over,
And rises above,
Hate has no home,
And bane no power,
Among that which,
Takes everyone,
By all suddenly,
And assuredly,
Completely made,
On top of angels,
And wings it makes,
It breaks war,
From time to time,
That awesome thing,
Of most complete,
Nothing can run,
It finds all,
In that infinity,
All eternal,
And timeless,
In holy care,
And heavenly sky,
All sun makes,
Home openness,
Totally made in,
That new place!