Love is..

Constant.

A flowing 

Source 

Of

Nourishment

For the Soul.

It

Has no

Intention

Of 

Departure;

Its 

Contents

Fulfill

The missing

Pieces

Where 

Life

Dug 

Its

Gaping 

Hole.

It can,

However,

Become 

Hidden 

Beneath

Denial;

Obscured 

By 

Persistent

Trial;

Inadvertently

Misplaced 

For

Awhile..

But when

It is

Rediscovered,

Recovered

Its 

Achromatic

Transparency

Fades;

Its

Iridescent

Hue

Returns 

To visibility.

It

Unlearns

Worrisome

Concern

Embraces 

Humility

And

Tranquility

Is 

Restored.

The lost

Become

Re-adored

A reward

That

No one

Can 

Afford

To 

Forfeit..

Its

Consistent

Existence;

Like

A portrait,

Framed

With

Care

It 

Aims

To 

Spare

Those 

Broken

of 

Heart

It is a

Token

Of 

Art

That

Reminds us

That 

Yahweh

Is there;

His gift 

to us

Is 

Rare..

But 

Never

Insincere

Or in 

Danger

Of 

Wear..

It lives 

Within

A

Prayer

It

Reacquaints

Definition

To 

Morals..

Immutable

Timeless

Reassuring

And

Enduring

With

Infinite

Passion

So

Alluring..

Love is..

Immortal.