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|The years flow
through our marriage like a river
We watch from some steep bank along the way,
Each of us as much in love as ever,
Nor can our words this sense of grace convey.
Time runs on below us as we pause,
Yielding to the wonder of our love,
Fate that seems beyond effect and cause,
Our choices moved by ends we know not of.
Underneath our love is something more,
Refusing time and will, refusing age,
The joy in being that all life is for,
Here within us as we turn the page.