Joy pulsating through me into you
Bringing you into the whole
My first glimpse of you
More precious than told

Young and yearning
I prepared my heart for you
You chose me, your my angel
I assented this miracle true

This moment, this coming
Of life's first undefiled supervene
My joy taken in seconds
By shocking cries of death

Your breath was gone
I looked to see you, I reached to hold you
You were with the doctors
You were okay, I knew

Now I grieve, I ponder
This is the beginning of our lives
I hold you in my arms
And love the hurt that's in your eyes

My angel, Suzanna
Give your struggles to me
I would rather hear the words you speak
Than forever listen to the sea

I would fly into the sky
And capture the sun
I would give myself to the fire
If only your legs could run

Seven minutes left,
a lifetime in a flash—
dreams, love, and peace,
woven as one.
Seven: a perfect cycle,
complete, then rest.

Behold my soul, both meek and bold,  
A story of love, yet untold.  
I am but dust, and you the sky,  
In your embrace, I live and die.  
  
I am a whisper in the wind's soft sigh,  
A fleeting shadow beneath your eye.  
My heart, a flame, both fierce and small,  
A spark that rises, then dares to fall.  
  
In the silence of your gaze, I am found,  
A river of thought where echoes drown.  
You, the vast horizon where dreams take flight,  
I, the spark that flickers in the quiet night.  
  
Through storms of time and winds of grace,  
I seek your light, your boundless space.  
I am the soil, you the star,  
Together whole, though worlds apart.  
  
In your arms, the world does bend,  
A circle that begins and ends.  
I am but dust, yet in your sigh,  
I live, I love, I breathe, I die.

Behold my soul,
both meek and bold

A story of love,
yet untold

I am but dust,
and you the sky

In your embrace,
I live and die.