The universe loves life

Every particle multiplies
and creates new forms
which in turn
multiply as well.
Even when something dies,
The energy never does
It is merely transferred to something else
It survives eternally, persistently
And never ceases to exist because
existence is what love is made of
And existence is made out of love.
It is a love greater than any being,
especially a human is able to grasp,
Except for a brief moment,
When you are alone with them
And you look into their eyes
And that’s all there is.
In that fleeting second
The universe falls in love with itself
Again.