As for the rest of my life, I shall remain attached to the wondrous magic of love.
If I continue in life with pain as excruciating as this, I will only do so with joy-love.
For myself, I've wavered beyond expiration.
Shrinking, I've been a coward for ages.
I even tucked away for far too long.
I shall stand with courage in my temporal clay house and produce, giving what I can.
I've given offense an abundance of honor and time, not realizing how crippling I already knew it to be.
Now, Noah, let each day release much weight.
I latch onto the responsibility to rise and let the gifts within have their righteous place to let grand present me.