Of all the songs I have heard,
No melody could prepare me for yours.
It was a harmony I could not replicate,
A dissonance that healed the heart.
Of all the melodies I have created,
Not one was as bright as yours.
It was abundant in life,
Yet it struck chords that would destroy.
Of all the harmonies I have experienced,
Yours was the only to take my breath away.
It called deep into my soul,
And fashioned a diamond home out of coal.
What sweet, sweet sound your melody has made,
Such harrowing harmonies,
And death-defining differences.