I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

I wasn’t always sure about you
I had my doubts and fears
I wasn’t always certain
That you would really be there
When I needed a friend
More than anything else
I’ve learned, though
That you are someone special
Someone rare and essential
To my heart’s quest for love
Love that survives and thrives
Overcomes the worst of times
Continues to grow and prosper
Long after struggles and worries
You are someone I can trust
Someone who understands my thoughts
Someone who cares and shares
Someone who knows me
Like no one else can
You are someone I can believe in
Someone rare and aware of my heart
Someone who accepts me as I am
Without conditions or limits
You love without bounds
You are the person I turn to
When I need a real friend
Someone who I can be myself with
Without fear or anxiety
Without hiding my heart away
Without even a hint of doubt
I love you and am so thankful
To have a friend who I believe in
Thank you, once again
For being that friend

Hear my little baby cry
In the darkest all nigh’
Twisting in the swaddle
With light shining over

Listening to silent winds
Breaking all of it’s vows
Her mind tosses in kind
Turning all inside out

Where’s the peace of rivers
That flows to heal and hold
Locking chains just rambles
Dimming warmth to raise cold

Hiding her heart seems true
With all that’s said and done
Perhaps one day this fool
Will see the morning sun

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Do not stand at my grave and weep..
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry..
I am not there. I did not die.