I do not fear loosing him
I only fear for what is lost..

Blindness to a way through
"No surrender" at all cost..

Feet to fire he submits
Humors my "demands"..

But will he ever realize
Our fate is in his hands?

Easy to see the hostility
Yet beneath the outward blame..

I see a man whose hurting,
Alone with so much shame..

He has greatness in him
A heart so loyal and true..

Yet wrapped tightly around him
A disease which allows nothing new..

So slowly his greatness dies
His compassion withers and fades..

His family resists turning to him
In so many, many ways..

It is not seen or heard
It hardly has a sound..

She finds a way to endure it
Her own Island cuz he's not around..

Drowning in a sea of *****
The goodness loses its grip..

Who remains is not her husband
For he has abandoned the ship..

He's lost at sea somewhere far
She waits, hoping he will learn..

Emplores the disease to forsake him
For he is lost and may never return..

Needing a miracle, a healing miracle for our home.
Let Love sweet Love be the order of each day, that not time nor distance nor hurt lead us astray from what we hold dear, each within the other's eyes, what souls God's own hands brought near, to flourish, not die.

To count my faults, forget all joys,
and those things in you that chafe my hide,
were that all the truth, then Love would cry

"Thou art fools bye and bye! Have I not sweetly enamored thy two souls, to look beyond the faults and selfish strife, that thou hath over looked, when man became husband and woman wife?"

Love emplores .
" Let not so sacred a thing as a once happy union be thrown out like trash for anger' s woe. Be humble, settle in agreement just this one case, that many a year has passed with one for the other at each 's side, delighted in the gaze of the other's eyes, and true to say Love was welcome to seat upon the hearts that together made but one beat."

I love you.