The moon is love, the stars are love;

Everything below, above is love.

A warm voice is love, pen’s metal love,

A flower love, each petal love.

All seen is love, unseen is love;

The past, the might-have-been is love.

God’s Nature and every creature love;

Your face, its every feature love. 

Remember, love has no inched scale.

It is the Path, itself the Trail,

The Journey, and the Holy Grail,

Its rapture when two hearts unveil.  

[Lahore, 16 May 2015]