All you have loved indubitably lies Warm in the heart, or sparkles in the eyes: Birdsong at dawns intoxicate with May, Organs at dusk, slim birches, and the way A rabbit patterns first snow; color of ocean; Rain on the roof at midnight, and the motion Of dancers swaying with unstudied grace; Old volumes, joy transfiguring a face, Slow talk in candlelight, and larkspur's blue. All you have loved is now forever you. |