Caring

love is not taught , it comes with upmost brilliance , comfort will arise. love will make its way into ones soul, belief weighs in, to which faith is comprised. love follows the inherited courage that makes a home in the heart. love is a path to a surprise of joy, more priceless than every piece of art love can unleash the spirit , feel the rush, loud as all the trumpets in heaven or a quaint silent hush. love can conquer all that ails one and vanquish it, no hidden agenda to be had . it heals when the light seems to dim, and washes away the bad love sees with the heart, a vision that reels in reality at its finest. treat it with a caring nature ardent and true , it is graceful and ever so much the the kindest