One heart to feel the pulse of
everything
Four words to say what silence cannot hold
Three breaths to let the certain
promise ring
A story lived and never merely told.
It starts with One the solo spark of light
The "I" that found its anchor in your grace
A single soul that stepped out from
the night
To find its mirror in your steady face
Then Four the structure of a house, a home
The "Love" that stretches wide to bridge the tide
A map for every path we choose to roam
With nothing left to fear and naught to hide
And Three the "You" that completes every line
The final note that makes the music whole
A sacred bond where yours is truly mine
The quiet, steady rhythm of the soul.
143 a code, a weight, a vow
A
simple math that adds up to the sky
It’s all I was and all I’m giving now
Until the stars themselves begin to die.