As long as the night whispers to the dawn
and the sun kisses the horizon at day's end;
as long as dewdrops decorate summer roses, 
and crystals are painted on my winter window,
our souls will not be broken in two.

As long as mountains reach their fingers to the sky
and the sea caresses rocks upon the shore;
as long as the loon serenades the dusk
and the mist softly lays its blanket o'er the lake,
our hearts will sing to the same tune.

As long as there are stars to guide the wanderer
and the tides are pulled along behind the moon;
as long as songbirds still sing their tune,
and as long as there is air to breathe,
my love will always be for you.




october
2002