What exactly is passion?
Is it the upholding of morals? The intensity of joy, of love, of rage? Is it resentment or wrath? Or is it more quietly subtle?
A garden is a passion, a patriot is a passion, so too is a person who is deeply frustrated, sees the light and follows the passion. Or maybe it’s just a principle in your mind.
It may mean different things to different readers…however, I liken it to the Excalibur of a knight. Truth and honour are my take of it. But that is just today. Tomorrow it may mean something entirely different.
Perhaps…