Darkness comes, and it cannot touch me.
You will come for me from wherever you are.
We will create the lyrics and the melodies
That we dance to.
Our love will be perpetually reborn.
Dreaded darkness will mysteriously disappear,
Into its birthplace, never to return.
When I weep for you, I know it is because
The tears are a gift from God, just as you are.
They will transform the
Caterpillar that I am into a butterfly.
I praise the tears that journey with us,
To fortify our bond of sadness and joy,
That seals our hearts and souls,
That have forever been one.
My cries will not be cursed.
The tale of our love will be legendary,
And inspire divine whispers,
Long after our trumpets have sounded.