Into a Lover's Arms

A hundred years and more
yet you were never impatient
to reach the sky

Each day
cannot measure an inch
yet you did not always stand so tall

Now, touch the clouds,
for they are yours.

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Love is as strong as death,
its ardor unyielding as the grave;
it burns like blazing fire,
like the very flame of God.
Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot wash it away.
— Song of Solomon 8:6-7