The Light of Love
“Love I have been, and love I will always be”
Love—
not the noise of fleeting hearts,
nor the hunger of passing desires,
but a quiet flame that endures,
a breath that steadies,
a hand that lifts without asking.
Love, I feel—
in the smile that lingers like dawn,
in the gaze that sparks a thousand stars,
in the flutter of butterflies
that never grow old.
In that single moment,
I hold everything,
though my arms hold nothing,
yet my soul sings of having all.
Love, I see—
in the laughter of those I cherish,
faces glowing like constellations
scattered across my sky.
Their joy becomes my joy,
their giggles, little rivers of light.
And within that brightness,
I recognize my own wish—
fulfilled without speaking.
Love, I know—
a giving without demand,
a care without measure,
a peace that asks for no return.
It is the courage
to become another’s refuge,
to steady their trembling storms,
to lay light in their shadowed paths.
It is a quiet vow:
I am here; I will not leave.
I had love—
a love that unfurled its aura
the instant my eyes
met the soul of my soul.
A smile that scattered a million sparks,
a fire that turned into dawn,
a breath that became my own.
I had one—
and from that love,
a little one bloomed,
the truest meaning of all we shared.
In that innocent laughter,
our love discovered eternity.
Love I have been, and love I will always be.
For love is not just a need—
it is life itself,
woven into faith,
in parents, in siblings,
in partners, in nature,
in all that binds and heals.
Love is the breath of living,
the pulse of being,
the tender truth
that carries us home.
— From a soul who has lived love, and still lives in its light.
_______ by Amit
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