And as she found herself alone,

on distant shores

he once did roam…

the vigil of the time bemoaned,

collapsing in grief

she painfully owned.

Paralyzed by fear and doubt,

knowing faith…

she brought to bear,

dusting sand from face and hair,

kneeling, standing, then in stride,

she felt his spirit by her side.

Connection made…

now feeling strength,

mounting her steed,

with longing sighs,

as the ensuing journey–

does belie,

her destiny…

not to be denied.

Onward sojourners

light the way,

with the message of the day.

Now and forever

Be the Love

as above,

so below.

Tis all there is…

Tis all we know.