The quintessence of life,
Without which you cannot vibe,
The share of the blessed one,
Without which you are undone.
It can heal up unmended soars,
Even in the perilous seas without any oars.
It brings back a new meaning,
Of whom you might not have thought of intervening.
It is never pure white and sane
Grief, anguish and a chilling pain.
It has enough powers to drive you insane.
Love, thine inner conscience
Makes one aware of thine existence.