Even when the waves top the ship,

The sails follow the winds;

Through thick and thin

The ship makes port, safe within.

When thunder rolls

And lightning strikes,

The giant oak tree stands triumphantly,

With strength abundantly.

Blazing fire burns the green foliage,

And though the old maples and roses fall,

With soil anew,

They grow and burst with life through.

See, Love wins against all odds.

Love is like a ship, fighting a storm and coming safely to harbor.

Love is like an old oak tree, it will fight to continue to survive through the tough storm.

And Love is like flame, though it may burn, peace and growth come through in the end.