" Love for the beauty of the soul.
I shall love you always.
When the flower of life has gone,
ever I shall find you.
When all is lost and winter comes,
I shall be your spring time.
And memory fades and wilts then,
I shall always find you....
I shall always find you.... "

― Laurel A. Rockefeller , The Ghosts of the Past (Peers of Beinan, #2)