The Philosopher's Stone Poem by Ruta Mohapatra

What can one say about love?
It has to be felt, to be understood.
No words can express
The ecstasy, the madness,
The intensity, the enchantment!

Oh, the happy days of romance
When life is a dream unbroken,
Many a thing remain unspoken
For the heart is oh so full
To speak is to break the spell!

Like all things moving and passing,
With time, the seasons and aging,
Love also matures and changes,
But the lucky ones that it touches
Carry its magic in their hearts forever!