It Is Poem by seeme now

Life is never simple, clear or right
Only love is something wonderfully there
Even in the darkest hour of all nights
No one can tell why ONE of all the rest
Makes our soul open to the sun
Makes love a star lit by holy fires deep within
To think and ask-
How often does an angel touch our skin
Altering forever who we are?
Love comes to those who love
Who find joy in the other's joy
Love finds grace in its reflection
Growing with the power of affection