The Journey


In the end,

 I walked through the Valley of Death,

 yet felt no evil.

 My Love stood at the end of my path

 waiting for me, and I felt renewed.

Oh Great God, I thank you for her,

 and for making her mine.

For making me hers.

And as I exited the Dark Valley,

 and walked into the Light Kingdom,

I felt free and alive.

My love came to me and welcomed me home.

The End

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