To you does my heart thus sing
My love is stronger than any diamond ring
Rejoicing over my love
To you do We send you His Dove

I feel the loss, the suffering, and the pain
Never as a result full of disdain
But compassion towards those whom I feel for
My offering, my pain, my way, same as before

In truth, my way is His Way I follow
Those bloody footprints are hallow
Full of love and compassion
Entering into His Glorious Passion

Waste not this opportune moment
Perhaps even in some way, vent