Garden of Eternal Bloom

May our love linger, softening every uncertainty until the end of days.

Dear Evangeline, let the trees burst into bloom,

Until once more we face faith's relentless doom.

Above, the clouds unfurl their tales,

Below, flowers whisper in scented trails.

Centered to the ground, where memories are vast,

Nothing more than the very fresh, very green grass.

Oh, Evangeline, where do you roam?

I have only two eyes, searching for your home.

Come, Evangeline, linger by my side,

In the embrace of time, let our love abide.

For until the end of day, mysteries may sway,

Yet, with you, they soften and gently fade away.