Do You Know Love?

Love is a strange thing
Do you know it?
I don’t know if you do.
But I believe that perhaps
You’ve touched it 
When the heavens parted long enough
To show
The truth of your beloved - 
A perfection deep within the soul.
And you’ve lost it
When the dark veil of unbelief
Cloaked her in the lie
That says
You never did.
Yes love is a strange refusal
To believe anything
But the truth that lies beneath
All that you can see.
And it only shows its face 
Now and then
In bright moments 
Of transcendent grace
Shining through our humanity.
Lose the memory 
Of the truth that lies beneath
And you lose love altogether.