In the vast ocean
that we call world
there is atiny boat
which some call love
some madness outright
and others call it
the essential of life
Those who have it
they know not worth
those devoid search it
on and around the earth
they go looking for it
far and near high and low
for they know not
that its advent is slow
it may creep in silently
and catch unawares
and give you lovely looks
in return for your glares