If it could be expressed
love will find its way.
The many meanings
each for every mind,
how would love know
if it was heard right.
Though the myriad fires
each of different colour,
some imbue and some wane.
If we still long despite all odds,
the seas, the mountains,
the labyrinth of life
that placed us to not realise
the hearts call to unite.
Trust, we have heard it right.
Though the myriad fires
each of different colour,
some imbue and some wane.