Love

Love,
Love is the inertia of a revolving earth,
Love is the fist sunrise in an Alaskan night,
Love is the warmth budding trees return to the sun,
Love is the eyes of a mother viewing a sleeping child,

Love is what the blanket allows you to keep,
Love is a complete acceptance,
Love is sad compassion for the unassociated,
Love is what quiets newborns after the cord is severed,
Love is when desires are sidelined and dreams are embraced,

Love is the fires forgotten coals waiting to be discovered on cold
Mornings,
Love is every bird that’s distracted time with a song,
Love is the sense that the other five are leading towards,
Love is a neurological version of nature’s beauty,
Love is the sparkplug repetitively jumpstarting the heart,

Love is the cartilage and tendons connecting the bones of two souls,
Love is the stillness we get on top of mountains,
Love is not a word; it’s before the beginning,
Love is too simple for it to be a solution,

Our ability to give is the offspring of love,
This reproduction is the most essential aspect of each of our lives,
We are sent to offer ourselves completely to this world so when we
Leave we take nothing, this is love, it is meaningless, it is perfect.