Intangible

This emotion

Precipitates from the heavens

It’s divine structure

Descends to nourish nature

With its intimate elements

Growing gardens and forests

As the leaves lie underneath the wind

But,

mortality cannot touch it;

its intricate body is translucent

and if one's connection is authentic,

they will realize that:

it can live without lust

it can breathe without air

the sky coheres to its inexplicable beauty

because without this emotion

the sky is limited

logic cannot compete with its perplexity

because without this emotion

logic is superfluous

though life extracts the soil from the plants

life cannot partaken this emotion

because without this emotion

life is not worth living.

Yet,

when it rains

I do not grow

as the vegetables and the trees

instead I remain

insentient

as the fruitless seed

because this emotion is love;

It is intangible