Love, oh love, what worth can we ascribe,
To such a force that makes our spirits thrive?
Is it the moments of passion and delight,
That fill our hearts and make our world so bright?
Or is it something deeper still,
A bond that weaves our hearts and wills,
A force that lasts beyond mere lust,
And lingers still when passion’s dust has rust.
The true value of love is hard to define,
For it transcends the physical, the sublime,
It’s a force that binds us in times of strife,
And lifts us up when we’ve lost our life.
It is the hand that guides us through the dark,
The light that shines upon our heart,
It is the joy that comes from sacrifice,
The peace that comes from knowing we’re not alone in life.
Love is the precious gem that we seek,
That glows within us and makes us complete,
It’s the gift we give and receive,
A bond that lasts beyond what we perceive.
So let us treasure the love we find,
And hold it close with heart and mind,
For in its power, we will find,
A true value that’s one of a kind.
-Mani