The first drop of rain that kisses the ground is love
The first ray of sun that shines after the storm is love
When a flower starts blossoming from a bud, that is love
When a comes searching for a flower, thst is love
The sweet scent of soil after the first shower of rain is love
The stars twinkling in the night just to be with the moon, is love
Surrendering oneself to someone precious is love
Even after surrendering ourselves to someone
The feeling of being attached to them and yet being free
That is what is said to be love