THE LINES

The lines beneath us fly
On the interstate we're traveling called life
We pull off to the side and look behind
And, oh, the miles
It all looks straight now, but we know the twists and turns
A sigh, a knowing smile
A deeper joy for having held on in the trial
For in the rear view mirror we can see
Young you and me
Without a clue to lead us through this mystery
Only the lines that we recited to each other
That, forsaking every other for the rest of our days,
We would be true
To the lines we spoke, "I do"

My love, give me your hand
Don't you remember? That is how this all began
The risk, the thrill, the question posed, and then
Skin to skin
A headlong dive, a letting go, a giving in
And now, we've grown as friends
Better with time, a richer kind of love we're in
And when the shadows deepen, still we reach
Each to each
To feel the certainty of promises we keep
To have and hold
No matter how the lines have fallen
For it isn't love that alters when it alteration finds
Waters still or rough
Oh, they will not quench our love

These lines, these tracks of tears
A beauty weathered by our war of younger years
The aging and the breaking of our hearts
I trace the scars
Yet somehow Providence and faith led us this far
And now the drive is new
On the horizon up ahead comes into view
A love reborn of Higher Love than ours
Much deeper scars
That hold the past, and will at last prove who we are
I love the lines
For they remind me how we're mended
For when human love had ended
Love had just begun
Oh, I love these lines
For they've led us two to One