Love

You crave for it, even when it’s not gone.
At all times, it gives you strength to carry on.
It turns heavy burdens to being light.
Even in the darkest hole, it’s a bright light.
It’s said to be abstract,
But you better believe it’s concrete
Because you feel it, see it every time it’s near.

Some of us say we want it.
But don’t know how to treat it.
It’s a gift from the Heavens above.
This precious thing is what we call Love.

For it’s not a want, but a need.
It’s essential if anything is to succeed.
Just to utter its name, one must be so bold,
Because it comes from depths of the soul.
It makes you fly like a bird, though you’re grounded.
Some search a lifetime and still can’t find it.

If love stared you in the face,
Could you see it in your sight?
If it started to take control of you,
Would you put up a fight?
If love whispered your name,
Would you pay attention and listen?
Or, would you ignore it
And keep hoping, praying, and wishing?