Love

A heart typed in a text. Four letters written on paper. Three words that stir hearts

But love is so much more.

The seed is there in the touching and dreaming.

The flower grows miraculous things.

But love itself spans time and space, heaven and earth, infinity and even more.

It overflows out of hearts so great that the universe cannot contain them,

fills eternity with something bigger than thoughts,

bigger than dreams,

bigger than being.

That is love.