So, what then is more beautiful than a love that is found? that is discovered.
Perhaps, it is the one we have sought after and created in ourselves.
A love that radiates both past and present
and mirrors our shared future,
a future unknown but yet at peace.
Oui, l’amour que nous avons cree etait la plus belle.
We now stand as witnesses to the sacrifice of love.
It took time to arrive at this place, at this juncture of our co-existence.
Along the way, our spirits grew weary and it often seemed impossible.
Impossible to create the house of love we had founded our dreams upon.
There was, however, no turning back.
Our lives- so deliberately intertwined and destinies in conversation could not be halted.
Of course, it would take time-
But this love, that had knocked on our hearts and begged to be created, was worth it.
And now, we can proudly gaze out into the distance at our finished work.
Our labor in love, our journey of creation.
With vague and at times vivid memories of the most trying times.
We have created and molded with bare hands something beautiful,
that will tell the narrative of our shared spirit.
Standing tall and daring the strong winds to try their best.
Our house of love is now complete.