The Gift of Love

In a world so loud, let love abide,

Quiet whispers through the storm, my guide.

When the clanging symbols fight for air,

And knowledge fails, I find you there.

Gifts I may have, they fade away,

But love stands firm, light in the fray.

Not just words on a page, oh no,

It's the heart of hearts where the truth will grow.

Love is patient, love is kind,

A timeless force that we can find.

In every struggle, every tear,

Love conquers fears, it's always near.

Though I may wander, lost in dreams,

Love is the thread that binds the seams.

In every loss, in every gain,

It lifts the spirit, eases the pain.

Not just actions, a promise sworn,

In the darkest nights, a hope reborn.

Love is patient, love is kind,

A timeless force that we can find.

In every struggle, every tear,

Love conquers fears, it's always near.

When prophecies cease and tongues are still,

Hope endures, it bends to will.

Faith may guide us, but love remains,

The greatest gift through joy and pains.

So let us weave our lives with grace,

In every heart, we find our place.

Love is the answer, the song we sing,

In every ending, it's the beginning.