Love is the anchor
That keeps the vessel from drifting
Even as the sands are shifting
Even as the waters are churning
For the vessel has no yearning
Save to remain
A thousand storms may come and go
A thousand typhoon winds may blow
Yet no matter how much the rope strains
The anchor remains
Even when the vessel is no more
Sunk to death or bashed on her shore
The anchor rests on the ocean floor
Ready for any to find their moor
The anchor lies where it was planted
A moment in time, a time enchanted
The love that was the life that is sustains
The anchor remains