Someone came a knocking on my wee small door. Someone came a knocking, I am sure, sure, sure...

 For years, her heart wandered, restless and searching. Then she found him - her lighthouse in the storm. In his embrace, her soul finally exhaled. His presence calmed the chaos, his love a balm to old wounds.

With him, she discovered what 'home' truly meant - not a place, but a feeling. In his eyes, she saw her safe harbor, where her heart could anchor and her spirit could soar, finally at peace.

~Etheric Echoes