Love, the force that makes the world go round. Love, with its impetus lives collide and become one. Love, its fruit takes flesh and bones in our sons and daughters.
Love is more than moons, stars and promises. Love is blue, thorns and cloudy skies. Love is covenant through pastures and valleys.
I have loved and been loved through highs and lows. I have roamed freely on foreign lands hand in hand with my beloved, blissful love. Yet nothing makes me feel as grounded as loving through the valleys.
In the valley I have found true friendship, encouragement, stillness, compassion, hope, resilience, truthfulness, freedom … your hand and embrace.
In the valley, I have felt your love like a thousand waves washing over me, I don’t walk alone. In the valley, I have drank your silent tears; you are the salt of my earth. In the valley, I have heard the song of your dreams, even in hopelessness we can dance under the stars. In the valley, I have seen your eyes, free from pretense and agendas. I have stared into your vulnerable soul and found myself right there … tucked so close to your heart, we beat as one.
Your pain is my pain, your gain is my gain, your valley is my valley, this is our love.
I love you in the valley, this is my fortune.