POEM OF THE MONTH

ETERNITY

By Anne

Too late to say,I love you,

When the light shadows fall.

The still night vibrant with the tang of spring

     Makes longings small.  

   Did I once love you?

Did I seek in vain?

The earth that calls me, overshadows all.

Did your dark eyes once draw me

As a bow

Draws music from a violin?

I have forgotten all but being kin

To haunting dusty silences

That supplicate

The tableau of the overshaded sky;

The swell of orange-blossom sent

Unmoving bathes the vibrant silences

Deep-blent in earth,and all the earth of me.

The long-repeated cool,dry summer nights

The little vestige of eternity

That merges youth and age,

The backdrop for the crystal pageantry

Of all small sounds,

Far-carried near and clear.

The handclasp of today and yesteryear,

The flicked-back page

Now yesterdays,tomorrows and todays,

Filling the little shells of you and me,

Diverse,untouching,in the mystery

Of timelessness that overshadows need

Of liitle love,dwarfed by infinity.