She watches over the affairs of her family
Lays them like a seal over her heart
She sits at the door of her house
On a seat at the highest point
Ill gotten treasures are of no value to her
She knows that charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting
He is both hero and warrior
As fire consumes the forest, so goes his love for her
He is revered as a leader of men
But knows that his days vanish like smoke
On his lips rest words of wisdom
He calls his wife his Crown
Their lips spread knowledge
Their tongues bring healing
They have taken refuge in a Rose
Their hearts find rest within a star
The hourglass of life is an open door
From skepticism to belief they press on
Searching for a book
To find their names written inside