What one can feel is hopeful

I saw you like all the hope I felt magnified as one.

You had shaken all of any difficulty off of you.

For no hardship in any circumstance could show you less fair.

Like challenge had no dominion over you, you fought against them.

As love she was your guide and you my dream was my faith.

I took my pains with me from my heart that beats to also beat more.

Weighed by my passions for you my darling I challenge myself.

To give every kindness and every moment a chance to find beauty.

Taken by compassionate I yearn for longer moments to find you more beautiful.

Knowing that when you give it's not just for me but also for everyone.

Yet I find when I appreciate what you give more you feel more for what you give for me.

Then I'm given opportunities I never knew because I'm offered more when I feel more for them.

Love she's like perfect freedom for nothing can ever go wrong for one that knows no wrong.

Beauty she's like everything yearned for, for she knows she's worth far more than money.

Kindness she's miraculous for one who just needs to be held to have faith another day.

Passion it's like a flame we have trailed behind us because we need our way guided forward by something we can't live without pursuing from.

I'd give my life to hear what it's like to to feel her laugh in blissful comfort, knowing that she'll never be alone but with someone to hold her I hope could be me.

No battle or trial would be insurmountable as you would see my passions through.

With dreams like wilderness spanning deep we find they're not as wild as they are as deep.

For all adventure is wild, for it seeks what others also wish for but we know we must search more.

Hopeful to find some kind of paradise walking through life like thickets, between branch and path we follow rivers onward.

Like trailing streams from with courage and passion, making all that comes before us used to find life another day.

We are able to find in ourselves a belief that there's nothing able to be hidden for those that search through everything and also know what they're looking for.

I'd show her the life I want for us when I find myself with her like we've stepped next to a stream leading us into a garden.

With all we've lived for as if stretched down for us, things we reach for like opportunity provided from those around us, like apples from trees.

Knowing that all we need to do is limit ourselves what we have been given until more opportunities come we'll then be blessed even more another day.

I'll look at her and tell her, “when we have reached more than I never knew our love could weave us through from within a life so beautiful I'd tell her it's all beautifully woven for her.”

Religious people talk about gardens as if they are made for people to pursue, but wiser people know no garden exists without her to help wise men pursue it more.

Because the trick is the garden those religious people talk about is the life we all hope to reach but the trickiest part is also knowing that we only actually pursue it for the sake of others.

She's like grace without bounds for nothing is more beautiful than serenity she helps us to be able to find.

Like a garden in ourselves one that spans a life made seemingly eternal by the love she wants us to have that we also have for her.

She's an angel but greater because she's just a person that even the angels would bow down to.

As she carries something greater in her eyes that maybe angels know but she only just believes in. Which is greater because she knows by what she just experiences only by believing.

I find perfection is maybe found in not knowing what perfection could be but by knowing what it takes to find something people see as perfect.

For her love I feel is perfect because I would feel nothing but perfection by a faithful devotion that seems to wrap around me covering up any sense that I could ever not be perfectly loved.

I'd hope to then be able give up all of what I'd take as from something like a soul, to have tranquility fall down upon us like rain from a sky that soothes us to rise higher, to dream farther, to bask in an eternal bliss where the calm can only be filled by a song only sung more beautiful.

I tell myself I believe in something like angels and God because everyday I could be with her would be something like only heaven could be.

All because you had a hope I saw that magnified something I wanted to see as one.