Eternal Light of Love

There was a valley where dreams would awaken,

Beneath the mountains, where the sun was forsaken.

In Ella’s eyes, a star of hope gleamed,

While Lucas spoke of love that only hearts dreamed.

A moment was born to still the flow of time,

A fleeting touch, a melody sublime.

Yet clouds of parting veiled the sky,

And dreams like whispers passed them by.

Ella lit lamps in the shrine of wait,

Framed the shadows of love in the mirror of fate.

But the years swept away her tender gaze,

Dimming the hues of those golden days.

Then came Nick, a beacon of grace,

With love like an anchor, a steadfast embrace.

Ella accepted what destiny devised,

Yet her heart remained a desert, unbloomed, untried.

Nick’s love was balm to wounds that bled,

But the wall of her past stood firm instead.

With a voice that carried both hope and despair,

He whispered, “Your joy is my only prayer.”

One day, life played its solemn tune,

As shadows lengthened and midnight loomed.

Nick returned to hold her hand,

A silent promise, a final stand.

Ella’s voice, soft as a fading song:

“Nick, you’ve been my light, my love all along.”

In that moment, love’s glow burned bright,

Her face serene, bathed in eternal light.

And when Ella’s flame had ceased to shine,

Nick carried her dreams as his lifeline.

Upon the shore where the waves caressed,

He felt her love in his heart, blessed.

Through life’s journey, where winds would sigh,

Ella’s light lingered, never to die.

An eternal love, an unbroken flame,

A cherished memory, an undying name.