Come What May

I today take this time not to ask of you.

Not to plead, cry or beg of you.

But I today take this time to thank you.

Learning to cherish what is and what is done,

my cloudy days seem to have gone.

Beneath my black anguish lies a heavenly sun;

that blazing warmth, that ever-lasting fire,

never left, was only waiting to be admired.

I today thank you for that continuing spark

along with that persisting dark.

Through both I seem to have found,

Love can be anywhere if only one looks around.