Mystery Of Life Is Love
What would life be without love?
Like a dark day without light from above,
Like a faded and withered rose,
Or as a dry brook that no longer flows. Without Love the night would be bleak and long.
Life without Love, would be like a bird without song,
Like the emerald lawn that is parched and dead,
A hearth fire without a glow, a pit of fiery red. Love knows no bounds, time, nor place.
Love is a song, mystery, a glowing face
Of an aged woman, man, a baby, small child,