NIGH UPON TEN YEARS OF MARRIAGE
Whether in peace through persistence, or by ease of endurance, there is no goal yet unearned, no prize yet unpaid for by exercise in the straining of our great powers, even in patience, and by letting happy expectation guide the coldest heart wherein one ember remains, a wealth like in heaven can be found when two captains of a union finally drift ashore, eyes closed, arms wrapped for mutual protection, under cover of night and sung to by an orchestra of the brilliant stars, that the long ago spoken promises have been made and now ring eternally within our celestial souls, both gentle as a butterfly is to a dove's feather, and yet as vital as God's omnipotence against any transgressor, and yet never enough to meet the stillness, the compelling silence when our desires command our wants to fasten and firm the burgeoning foundations of our comingling to stand the storms of any ill or evil that would damage one morning breath of of our infinite twilight dawn, a halo to bless our future.