The Essence of Love, by Bruce Levine

Love is the essence of being
The ultimate companion
The harbinger of life
Tracing patterns without shadows
Through the threshold of eternity
An elixir of time
Held in a dew-drop
Amid the molecules of the ocean
Suspended like crystalline rain
Fulfilled by cohesion like atoms
Rotating in unison
With breathtaking speed
And yet individual though indivisible
Patterns of a double helix
United forever in perpetual spring
Like a robin’s song
A glorious melody
Sung over and over again
The perfection of harmony
One perfect refrain