This document discusses how various natural and human elements are incomplete without certain defining features. It describes clouds as incomplete without rain, waves as incomplete without salt, flowers as incomplete without petals, birds as incomplete without wings, and many other similar comparisons between an element and the essential feature that gives it identity or purpose. The overall message is that love is what makes life feel complete and meaningful.

1. INCOMPLETE
Every cloud in the cosmos was incomplete without rain; the water that instilled signs
of life in the dead; after cascading down,
Every wave in the sea was incomplete without raw salt; the granules of tanginess
embedded, that granted it a ravishing aroma,
Every pearl incarcerated within the slimy oyster was incomplete without its shine; the
scintillating glow that crowned it the king of all gems,
Every flower protruding from the soil was incomplete without its petals; the intricate
furls of crimson that inundated the air with a rejuvenating fragrance,
Every bird soaring in the sky was incomplete without its wings; the slender flaps of
skin that engendered it to fly,
Every patch of earth was incomplete without mushy grass; the tendrils of enchanting
green; which voluptuously tingled the feet,
Every mountain was incomplete without its summit; the towering peaks that
profoundly distinguished it from the ordinary lumps of mud,
Every lion transgressing through the dense jungle was incomplete without its growl;
the thunderous sound that petrifies all animals in vicinity; to the last bone of their
spine,
Every desert was incomplete without its sands; the golden crystals of slippery soil that
flew rampantly in the air with the rustic breeze,
Every star in the sky was incomplete without its twinkle; the omnipotent shimmer
diffusing from its demeanor,
Every dungeon was incomplete without darkness; the appalling gloom that
encompassed it in entirety,
Every cactus extruding from scorched mud was incomplete without its thorns;
the acrimonious bristles; which stabbed like infinite burnt needles when caressed,
Every snake slithering through the marshy swamps was incomplete without
is venom; the poison impregnated in its fangs that strangulated its victim to
ghastly death,

2. Every fire burning was incomplete without its flames; the leaping wisps of
blistering smoke that wafted out as an aftermath,
Every man was incomplete without a moustache; the black bush of hard hair
embodied stringently to his lips,
Every temple was incomplete without god; the omnipresent aura inhabiting each
space, that created us all,
Every mother was incomplete without her child; the innocuous infant that suckled
milk from her chest,
Every heart was incomplete without its vivacious beat; the throbbing pulse embedded
that unleashed life,
And every life was incomplete without love; the person who made it feel special; the
person who made it feel the reason to be blissfully alive