While searching one day very deep within
—I looked into myself, not to above—
And thus proposed the meaningful question:
“So, what is life to me?” And I heard “Love.”
No other words the voice did utter thence
Only that sweet resounding one did ring,
I wondered how I’d known and also whence
Did my heart know this true; when did it sing?
Then pondered I did deeply for a while
Why such a whimsy I’d declare divine
Love’s naught but good to spark the slightest smile!
But, nay, for it withstands the test of time
Why be displeased what from this resolution?
Love’s presence be more pure than absolution—-