Two rivers converge to form one great one.
The water flowing slowly or swiftly, cold or warm,
depending on the terrain and the season
The river in its own...
natural time and pace makes its way to the sea.
The sun shines, clouds form, and the wind blows.
And high in the mountains, the rain falls,
to begin the process over and over.
So too with a great love.
Two people coming together to form a great one.
Their love, like the above mentioned river, always moving...
forward allowing on the way for change and renewal,
finding new and different forms of expression...
and bringing out the best in one another.
I know this to be true;
for I have come to know the above with you.