When love looked inside of me one day,
It found a soul, in disarray.
In gentle gaze, it saw the pain,
And sought to heal, to soothe the strain.

It peered through layers, deep and wide,
Where emotions and fears often hide.
With understanding, without a plea,
Love embraced what it could see.

It sifted through my darkest parts,
Unraveling knots in broken hearts.
In every crevice, in every fold,
Love sought to heal what time had told.

When love looked inside, it found a spark,
A tiny flame in the endless dark.
It fanned the embers, made them bright,
Banishing shadows with its gentle light.

Love whispered softly, "You're not alone,
I'm here with you, to make you whole."
In its gaze, I found the key,
Unlocking doors, setting me free.

So, when love looked inside of me,
It found a soul, longing to be free.
With tenderness, it lent its hand,
And helped me see, helped me stand.