With this event, I am content.
If heaven sent, do not lament,
for what was, is permanent.

For I can see, within your eyes,
a small degree of surprise,
when it is you realize.

What is between, will never end,
to go unseen, and to mend.
Relax your guard, do not pretend.

We are chosen to play this part,
as wind blows, so we must start.
I will reveal, my true heart.