It’s talked about by many,

though few it can describe.

When you glance upon another,

each one to their own abide.


It’s the tale of legends,

of stories both short and long.

Many write it upon paper,

and turn it into song.


It’s speeding up the heart,

sends the blood upon a race.

When it’s true and truly grows,

it will soon need more space.


It’s intangent but widely sought,

by those both high and low.

Missed if believed to be bought,

claimed if reaped is what was sown.


It’s the light of the world,

but can bring the darkest sin.

Present when all’s at an end,

there when the tide comes in.


Disclaimer: I do not own the imagery used in this blog post and have no artistic claim to it.


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