Philosophy of Love

Love Is a thing that is everlasting.
Love is abundant to those who but seek it.
For love is chaos, 
and yet the ultimate harmony.
It sings in notes
imperceptable,
sometimes dischordant, but really only existing in as a higher melody.
Or Perhaps It is The flower,
Sunning itself in the radiance of Joy,
Burying itself beyond the depths of despair,
Surviving the green plague of envy,
Outlasting the flames of hate and betrayal.
Standing tall when loneliness sets in,
a last candle in an all-consuming dark.
Love is truth,
poisoned only by deceit,lust and envy.
one that can never die,
but be twisted into a perverted rose,
whose flower is long wilted,
but still the bud remains,
encased in thorns of hate and malice,
Gaurded in the heart forever,
Unloved and untended.
But still living on.
But then what is Love if Not a flower?
Is it a sensory thing?
Like perhaps the Cool breeze after spring Rain,
or The sound of waves upon the shore?
Perhaps a lullaby long forgotten,
echoed to a child of love,
A song old as life itself,
A lament for a life lost,
raised in gratefulness for a life long shared,
a word of Good to the grieving,
A soothing hush for a Baby,
or the first cries of an infant,
echoing the praise of life everlasting.
Or even the sound of heaven's harmony,
reaching down to earth to aid in times of need,
Is this love?
To some,
Love is the bitter blade of failure,
Cutting their mind and souls to shreds,
to others a weapon,
the Maim the lives of others.
Love is the strongest force on Earth.
For better or worse it controls us, In every action,
every word, thought and deed of kindness and malignance,
bitterness corrupting our love to hate,
turning it on the ones who care for us.
Blossoming in their hearts as forgiveness,
forgiveness and understanding.
Love allows us to reach out to people,
in ways words cannot convey,
to share hardships and ease burdens,
to share grief and mourn as one,
to soothe agony of regret and failure.
Love is a simple word or act,
small and yet the greatest gift of all,
love Brings us together,
tears us apart,
Brings us again together closer than ever,
To Be human Is to have love.
Love is Life,
In a way only Love Can Be.