You Shall Be My RootsYou shall be my roots and I will be your shade, though the sun burns my leaves.You shall quench my thirst and I will feed you fruit, though time takes my seed.And when I'm lost and can tell nothing of this earth- you will give me hope.And my voice you will always hear.
And my hand you will always have.For I will shelter you.
And I will comfort you.
And even when we are nothing left, not even in death, I will remember you.House of Leaves by Mark Danielewsk