He is love to never die.

From the island to the sea, where the heart of the lands take hold, in golden soil, and richest earths , and many stories told, Where the wildest flowers sow by rivers And the lakes hold ducks that swim, In a place I claim as heaven on earth Bestowed because of him,
In the high country to the low ground 
The meadows long and flowing 
To the amber light of precious skies
And moon and stars all glowing 
From the winding roads that never end
To his heart my loving friend, my lover 
My companion and saving grace
To his love and blessedly this bountiful  place, to all the beauty caught by eye
He is love to never die.