The Wandering in depths

The word is all .

An old Cliché says it happens once . Time has the real evidence how it turned out to be something else now,
or somehow we as humans were able to understand it in its first place or let’s say it is yet to be discovered completely by us in contrary.
It was under many veils which each of the human ages unveiled and gave it a new definition a new meaning yet ended up with the same word.
Immeasurable it is,
you cant give it a unit as Lux .
It appears when you expect the least as a devil arrives when u speak of him,
yet a greatest weapon which could end the same evil in hell and heavens.
Different meanings yet the same word which ruled generations and generations,
given by the prophets , taken by believers yet none owns it completely.
You came from there , you go back to same thing ,in between u experience it ,
it Visits you, Recreates you,you get owned by it,
you knew it every time u know it ,
u see it something familiar yet every time it’s a new discovery ,
a new edge to fall from ...
it’s suffix and prefix of life ,
well followed till the end and gives a new beginning .
              Different meanings yet the same word ,
the word which made Me which made You and rest of all .
The word is ‘love’ as you guessed. 
The word is All.