"True Love"
There was Once a Peasant Woman, living in a little house, and she knew what it was to be poor.
She Had a Husband who could turn into the most beautiful animals.  OR at least he seemed like a husband, because he was the ethereal spirit among the trees or seeweed like the mist on the dark of night that treads without a sound.  He always turns into the most extraordinary creatures.  Now he is the most beautiful man, and the next minute he becomes the sweetest little child, innocent and naiive deep in his heart.  Noone could ever take that away from Them.  The woman and the man loved one another with a powerful love that defines time and space and explains why they both exist in the first place.  He could become a lion with eagles' wings, and run home and jump into her arms.  Every day she waited for him to get home from working in the fields...he would come to her in the form of a hawk and fly on the wings of the wind, lifting for the light.  He would become the wind and cradle her soft hair in his breath.  He could be the spirit of the water, and comfort her when he was away at work, working in the fields.  She never felt alone, because He came to her in spirit, he was her constant companion and she was never alone.  She could pray to him and He would give her the saddest smile.  But it was so sad there was light and hope in that smile, and she would feel as though she could conquer armies and command the world with her heart.  She felt strong.  He strengthened her heart.  She strengthened him.  What was he?  He was the spirit of Being- the softness of Wind, the Coolness of water.  He could be anything and anyone.  Had he died, he would have been reborn in this life or the next.
The woman was content to be a peasant woman, baking bread in the house kitchen and tending the herb garden.  She was full deep within her heart because she was in love with her husband.  He completed her.  And she completed him.  Life was simple.  And life was beautiful.  Had they died, they would have been reborn together, onlly to fall in love over and over again for eternity.
  This is the meaning of life...to Love And Be Loved.  To love someone who loves you back.  To be just happy in your life because your life is complete.  This is the greatest happiness it seems.  There is no greater happiness than to love someone who loves you, to be in love.  This is the greatest Gift of God.  There is no greater joy.  Destiny and space and time had created them for one another and noone nor nothing could or would ever tear them apart.
In Jesus' Name,
Amen!