If there is one thing the world and all its inhabitants
cannot not do without, is Love: Love sublime! Nothing that
exists is there without Love; The Love that knows no one
yet everyone knows her; That's Love that creates, shares,
bonds, adores and appreciates at all times; The Love that
harbours no ill feelings, Love that cannot be seen save only
through her effects. Men and womwen, young and old, rich and poor,educated and not can't help it but respond to her call.

Call Love it, then you take life out of her. Call Love her,
then life becomes what it trully is. She is the source of life,
the source of all joy,peace, gladness and purpose; Oh what a
creation, Love immeasurable and immutable; Love boundless and generous. To Love or to be Loved, what a life full of life.

Love is strange: No one can master her.She can only be explored and discovered. She can't be quenched because she is never satisfied.She can't be extinguished because she's a never die kind of fire.She can be 'cruel' yet good because she makes kings, princessess, mighty and lesser people,wise and foolish bow to her.She is mightier than than all powers on earth put together.She can't be bought or measured yet she is the most treasured treasure ever to be discovered. Her value is far more than this world's riches put together. To Love or to be Loved; 'Tis so sweet, tender and Lovely; So fulfilling and ravishing yet never satisfying.

Love is astonishing, amazing,awesome,marvellous,precious and gracious; Never enough to describe her. From childhood to now, never have I heard of anyone in history or now mastering Love. She bewilders the imagination. The thought of Love brings shivers down my spine. Beholding Love leaves one shaking in awe! To Love is awesome; To be Loved...mmmmmmmh! What a glorious experience!