Love...
Is soft by design...
Unceasing, perpetual in its form...
It is self-sufficient, never absurd...
Like an adept ballerina, it exudes coherent beauty...
Never indecency...
Love expands...
Like a ripple in the water...
Transcending all barriers...
Beyond hills and mountains, lakes and seas...
It gallops in the field of hope...
Firmly bound to undeterred faith...
Love listens, never discerns...
Genially smile in the face of storm...
Gleefully walks in the muddy trail...
It insinuates joy in the midst of uncertainty...
Where the body dies and the soul flies,
Love remains...