Love is a powerful weapon,
that can break the strongest heart,
like explosives blowing up rocks.
Love breaks through barriers,
of high fences and barbed wires.
Love jumps across abysses,
over high walls of thick stones,
until your heart stops crying,
until your anger dies down.
Love brings a smile to your face,
and joy in your broken heart.
Love is a warm embrace,
a hug or a kiss,
but most of all,
Love is a hand reaching out,
when your feet are too weak to stand.
Love is accepting a heart,
that lives and breathes so differently,
than how your own has learned to survive.
Love will never look at the outside,
but rather searches what is inside the heart,
for it is the heart that tells stories,                                                       
that the canvas of your soul,
sometimes cannot portrait.
Love is the depth of the ocean,
the height of the mountain,
and everything in between.
In war and in peace,
in tears or in laughter
in health or in pain,
love is simply everything!