When I am alone and the hour is late
And hope speeds out of sight,
The air brings forth the scent of you
And leads me to the light.

When I am lost, and the darkness comes
To steal my mind away,
I hear your voice within my thoughts
To lead me to the day.

When I wander in life's blizzards
And the path becomes unclear,
You are before me ever.
Lead me in your footsteps, dear.

When my soul is at its lowest
And the coldness of doubt bites,
I feel your warmth beside me
And it leads me to the heights.

When the fog of depression creeps o'er me
And greys the vibrant hues,
Your smile, your wit, shines through the mist
And leads me to my muse.

Lead me now, my darling,
And always be my guide.
Be ever my inspiration,
My friend, my love, my bride.

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Miraman, in the year 377 AF.