In us the ocean will surely run. And our hearts will beat as the world surely spins. Together, holding hands, magic is the ocean of the air. For in spirit you are the capsule of the mountains love. In you is every grace of nature’s kindness. From the shade of every river, to the light of every valley, you stand by me in every place. Like the ghost of time your saintly figure stands forever around me. Your hands touch my face. And then I drink your cup. And I feel your heart ring with the many of your voices; as each is the fabric by which you balance the elements and the compositions of your character; for it is therein that you clothe me by the fire, and you give me rest throughout the night.