Unknown

Holding hands ignites
a love seen by stars.
Guided by the heart
and felt by the soul.
The soul flows like rivers
being seen as treasure.
Value is without bounds
crossing the beyond.
Light at the end of
the tunnel shows the way.
Like a compass spinning,
the soul is lost, but the
heart knows.
Mystery unfolds as
the quartz sparkles.
Looking both ways
is safe but leaping is fun.