A moment of quiet reflection
Alone in the Basilica
Hushed voices from the windsong
Reaching my eager ears.
And as I pray I reflect upon my past
Wishing for things that could never last
Waiting for the moment to decide

All my love
Is with you waiting
And my soul
Is anticipating
Touching your face once again.
A moment locked in time.

Sweet whispering words from the Lady
Peace, compassion be with you.
As my soul settles into unity.
Memory fades as I look forward.
My resolve set high.
The moment has come to decide.

All my love
Is with you waiting...
And my soul is anticipating...
Touching your face again...
A moment lost in time.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Sarapin, in the year 438 AF.