At last I'm free to choose what'er I will

And all the world is open to my heart;

Now I can throw off the lurking dark

That for so many years has tried to kill

My very soul, which only you have seen

Nurtured by your love since first we met

And carried through the times of silent threat

To both of us, from outside and within,

Until these last few weeks when all that we

Have yearned for, past all hope, that we just might

Eventually, break through into the light

That shone a single candle by the sea.

          When love and silence all the world transcend

          No words need bring this poem to an end.

Brian Hick September 2008

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