So little else amid this world
Could give such peace to me
As I in your arms still and curled
I, stone; and you, the sea
So little else amid this world
Could give such peace to me
As I in your arms still and curled
I, stone; and you, the sea
To you:
The one who walks strong
The one who speaks gently
The one who thinks carefully
Who listens first
And speaks second
Who loves first
And hates seldom
Who brings me warmth
And meaning
And peace
And wonder
O, that I might give those things to you
To you
Hide me away
In the crevices of your heart
Where I am safest
Hold me there
In the warmth of your embrace
Where I am strongest
Keep me here
Beside the kindness of your soul
Where I am truest
Where I am most
Where I am best
With a little breath
You slow mine
With the peace in your eyes
You bring mine to close
With the softness of your heart
You let mine rest
As the winter is to the beasts of earth and sky
So are you
To all of me
In the quiet evening
As the wind drops
And the birds hide
And the little sounds of night
Whisper softly
I lay my head upon your lap
And listen to your breath
Your heartbeat
And it is a song finer
Than any of the world
More than the countless stars
More than the boundless sea
More than the tallest mountains
Is how much I love thee
For when I lose my way and tire
Of this world’s cruel designs
I lay my head upon your lap
And so at last can rest for just a while
Walk beside me now
Your hand in mine
That I might know you are there
Without looking
Walk beside me now
Your breath with mine
That we might be as one
Without touching
Walk beside me now
Your soul with mine
That we might be
As we always were
From the quiet dark
I emerge, wanting for naught
Naught but your soft touch
Five years we’ve walked beside each other now
And still a fire is kindled in our wake
Still cling do we to our most solemn vow
And hand in hand each of our steps we take
Would that I could relive each of the days
The best of them, and then the worst as well
So long as in each one there was your gaze
Into the depths of which I often fell
Alas that we must trudge so quickly forth
Into the dark unknown of future’s grip
But then, uncertainty, too, has its worth
And you are ever there to right the ship
For if we have to face that wide unknown
I’m glad to do it with the love we’ve grown