By what shall I measure love
It does not confine to the scales of
our imagination.
It is not angry.
It is not like a warm night around
the fireplace. It does not keep tally.
I know of no cause that love has
given up on. There exists no reason
that cannot not dismiss love. Love is pure,
love is fragile, works in earnest. Love
is demure, love is pain, love is joy.
Love is beauty. Love can when one cannot.
Love does not rule, does not cast away.
Love burns clean and bright. Love is
tall among peaks. Love is undefeated,
Love is victory. Love does not envy,
love does not boast. Love does not
scheme, love does not force.
Love only loves.
