O Amor

Ah! Oh love....
Who can unravel its mysteries?
But there’s no secret,
And now, without fear.
You’re gonna understand.

Love is a seed that needs to be planted
To later grow, sprout
To turn into a plant.

Love is a little plant, tender, tiny
It needs watering
It needs care with lots of affection
If you want to see the flower bloom.

Love is a beautiful, fragrant flower
Well planted by the side of a rushing river
Calm, serene, and peaceful...

Love is a fruit
The fruit of love...
Whoever eats of it will never be hungry
Whoever drinks of it will never be thirsty
Hunger and thirst for love..

Whoever sows love will see a blooming world
Whoever feels its fragrance
Will have their world flooded
A heart scented...A soul of love.

Whoever tastes its fruit will gain knowledge
The discernment of good and evil
But it’s no harm...Love only does good.

Whoever has love will have power
The power to believe in everything;
A door will open from the sky.
It now waits, endures...
Waits for what it planted to grow.
Endures the pain of seeing what it sowed die,
To then wake up, be born, be reborn..

And now even more beautiful
The presence of love invades my being;
Sleeps in me...
Awakens in me...
Blooms in me...
Dies in me...
Is born in me...

My body is its temple,
Love makes its home in me,
Without love my life is nothing,
Without love I’m just...Nobody;

Your light shines in your eyes.
Your fragrance wafts from my pores;
Your flowers adorn my path.

Today I understand
And I want you to understand too,
With love there’s no way out...
That love is a seed, it’s a plant,
It’s a fruit, it’s a flower...
It’s a path, it’s truth, it’s life...

The love that is God.
God that is love.