Love Is Love

To live as a follower of customs and traditions, Obeying the enforced taboos of the societies, One in a seed, an embryo with no revolutions, It peeps out, finds life has many varieties, It's grown in a plant and blooms colorful flowers, Think, who breaths in a seed through a windows, Sun and the sea raise clouds that end in showers That soften the clay and prepare it for the shows, A flower is rich in the seen rainbow colors, It attracts insects, bumblebees and butterflies, A flower's soul is the unseen ecstatic odors, It attracts a heart that smiles and that cries, Between tears and smiles there are a few islands, Isolated, no dark no light, love is love only, I see, joining earth and skies, My Lord stands, Far Away, for peace, neither beautiful nor ugly!