It’s a beautiful sensation…so sweet,
Hard to describe and very hard to fight.
A commitment, a feeling, peace, and a real treat…
It begins as a spark in the dark night
What is this great thing of which I now speak?
It is this mysterious thing called love.
Love endures, suffers long, and is not for the weak.
It is a thing so sublime..it’s from above.
It is not selfish, though some are that seek…
The first blush of it is inexpressible…
And the soul is lit as with a strong fire.
You feel like floating and falling…as if that’s possible,
But the cultivation of love… much work requires.
My soul is ablaze with his awesomeness,
And in him, I find a true solace.