Ode, to the One I Love

How does a simple, mortal man find words to describe the essence of his life?
Some are more fortunate to have the skills to flow from thought to pen
To show their deepest feelings, but some are too profound
To be held by the bonds of mortals.

The feelings of the heart are too ethereal to be hammered out
And constrained by the human word.
When He designed the human brain, God kept to Himself the
Ultimate tools to fashion the essence of all love and devotion.

But he allowed this simple man to peer into His heart
And relish emotions of love through His eyes.
And I found you. Of the millions of others, He blessed me
With the one to compliment my heart and soul.

Each day seems like the best, but then again another comes, and even better.
Each one contains it’s sorrows and it’s joys to be shared,
Melding our hearts even closer into one, for experiences shared
Are the building blocks of the perfect life.

When trouble comes and life seems most unfair - you are there.
When joys occur, and cry out to be shared - you are there.
When indecision looms, and needs a faithful guide - you are there.
When sorrow comes, and needs a tender word - you are there.
When faith is fading and indistinct - you are there.
When hope is almost gone - you are there.

Life is mere existence without love, and passion, in the spirit.
But it isn’t, because

You are here.