“I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers
When you fell off a cliff,
When you slept beside a train close to the tracks,
When you snored under a car,
When you dived into the sea and the cross slipped off your neck in the deep,
And you are alone.
My laugh and my words,
My love I lay for us,
You are crying or you forget,
Money will make you mad and only a little life you will have.
The love, do not regret,
It will stay with us,
And even I am not here,
We live in faith and may it bless you now and then.
— J. M. K. Walkow Richmond 2012