The indescribable

If you could define love
you could also define god,
if they were mere words
they'd be easily conquered.

Within and beyond the senses,
they're both indescribable
in essence;
since the naive intellect
wants to contain them
in words, the mind is
bewildered, misdirected;

To hold them in any
boundaries, in time and space,
is to belittle their beauties,
deny to behold them
by feeling their grace.

Like the air we breathe,
neither see nor read,
to experience their lightness
one has to volunteer to wander
in the wonderment
of light and darkness.