Love

Everything undergoes change,
From weather to rage,
Constancy in life is rare
But for the everlasting grace.

Grace that shines in darkness,
When the eye weeps for a shimmer of light;
Like a dove carrying olive
Giving us reason to live,is love.

Love is golden, love is rare
Preventing the strings from being cut
It walks on untamed.

So if it is important to brace It,
For if untied, the grace of life will vanish
Creating a dark cavern
Where prisoned souls clamour all day
For the thirst of life