Before Stars were made
upon the Night Sky to decorate,
their Souls were fashioned together
their hands, written for each other
lovingly, faithfully, forever.
Their Love will be,
the cave, the lake, the winds,
shelter, stillness, vigor
the thorn, the roots, the flower,
grief, strength, pleasure.
Though Stars burn out
Life gives out,
For the Love that is written,
Of Death is transcendent.
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