You I have found

I feeling has come to me.
One that I though could never be mine,
And yet here it is as you can all see.
It warms my blood, and in my eyes it shines.
Shines like warming morning sun,
Ever going, ever coming,
It will always catch you, no matter how fast you run.
And soon you catch your self humming,
Humming an old happy tune,
And you skip and even laugh.
This is its great boon,
To show you all the amazing things you have.

It’s name?
How could you not know?
It’s not in eyes of shame,
But is important in the times your low.
It feeds love struck lovers,
And consoles the scared,
It never stands, but kinda hovers,
And it needs to be shared.
We all think we have it,
But we always need more,
With ever just bit,
We wait to see what our feature have in store.

Still you ask what it is?
Well aren’t you a useless dope,
Little is more important then this,
Little is more important then hope.