Love sings of love undying even as
it dies. Love knows transition. Love is birth,
the timeless revolutions of the earth.
Love proves the path you take no other has.
Light is and darkness isn't. Love is all.
Four lines define a box. The lines you draw
define the shape, but not the space beyond.
You can't. The infinite does not respond.
The finite is; the infinite is store.
You hear the voice of God each time you call.
Love isn't what you feel—it's why you feel.
Love is the substance. Love defines the true.
There is no ending. What has been is real
and finite as eternity and you.