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Two hearts converged
Two hearts converged, each in searching mood.
(How strange that Fate had prepared them both
to be open and fully prepared to see the good
of what may live where once loss had stood.)
Now Gain lives in that place, with Truth.
Each loves the other; mutual trust their crown.
Lush joys live when true love once is shared.
The uplifting grandeur of Grace is purest known.
Beauty's soul-refining powers have been shown;
the ardor-inspiring potents of Grace we've shared.
No "proud" heart here; but "true" heart, "pure" heart.
One is mine, one is hers: as same-heart now we live.
Her tender heart, soft heart, once sadly torn apart,
still seeks for Love's refuge and new reason to start;
so I accept hers, and mine brings nothing to deceive.
I shall fondly be telling this, in my latest words,
how her fullest meaning fulfils all of my intents.
Two hearts converged, lives touched, and moods.
Thus, now both are singing as one, in ringing chords:
"Your Heart Has Made All Of My Life's Difference!"
