lives in the balance
no one knows their allotment
time measured to each
how long we live matters not
how well we love matters more
lives in the balance
no one knows their allotment
time measured to each
how long we live matters not
how well we love matters more
under surgeon’s knife
wonder if my love can see
first cherry blossoms
beautiful spring day
trusting in the Surgeon’s hands
the love of my life
following the way
isn’t so hard in the light
darkness requires trust
