• Two sets of footprints do we leave,
    Imprinting the dirt with our blackened feet
    Memory left behind with every step,
    With every breath.
    The silence has said everything we cannot speak
    My heart beats for you and yours for me.
    We are one.
    One path, one love, one thought
    This place is ours.
    Here, our love grows alongside the trees,
    Their roots forever intertwined
    Feelings pulsating
    And when ashes are one with the soil,
    And we no longer walk in this place,
    Footprints may erode away
    With time and nature's course
    But, still, our memory will remain
    Still, the silence will speak.
    And our love will forever grow,
    Here, alongside the trees.