Two Human Loves Make One Divine.

I Tell You, Hopeless Grief Is Passionless.

Truth Outlives Pain, As The Soul Does Life.

But So Fair, She Takes The Breath Of Men Away Who Gaze Upon Her Unaware.

God Answers Sharp And Sudden On Some Prayers, And Thrusts The Thing We Have Prayed For In Our Face, A Gauntlet With A Gift In It.

Every Age, Through Being Beheld Too Close, Is Ill-discerned By Those Who Have Not Lived Past It.